Where I Belong

//Ariel Triton// Hiiiii this is my blog of things that I love and think are neat and stuff and yeah um I apologize in advance about inevitable fork spam because sometimes I really can't help it they are too cool for words okay (oh and also if we could keep this on the dl around my father that would be AMAZING cool thanks) [Independent RP]

[littlewovenbirds]

Some lovely old perfume bottles that I saw at an antique store a few days ago.

[hellanne]

[morethan--seafoam]

"The way to know life is to love many things."

Vincent van Gogh

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Visit Original Link

[morethan--seafoam]

And she spoke words that would melt in your hands

[morethan--seafoam]

We Could Do Pizza || Ray&Ariel [mini]

Ray: /Turning his head to the side to see what she was pointing at, a grin crossed his face./ Excellent choice, chere. Ain't notin' wrong wit dat. /He waved down a waitress and soon enough there was one at their table./ We'd like one lahge wit' extra cheese, an' one half wit' sausage on it, yah? /He placed the order with the grin never fading, and then the waitress was off and putting in their order./ So, Ahriell. How you been since dat day in da shop, huh? /He realized that she didn't talk, and that he should probably give her a way to do so. An idea popping into his head, he quickly dug his phone from his pocket and set it on the table./ Jus' tex' me! I know it ain't a perfec' way o' tangs, but it a start, eh chere?

Ariel: /Smiled as the waitress approached the table, grinning as she watched every little detail on Ray's face - the way his eyebrows flicked as quick as firelight when he made their order; his nose; his eyes - she often lost herself in people like that, when they were doing something else and had no idea she was watching. She especially liked the way his jaw danced playfully, just under his ears. He turned and said something to her, and she realized she had been preoccupied and hoped to death that he hadn't noticed her staring. Intrigued, she watched as he took his phone out, and realized what he had said. She popped her phone out of her satchel, nodding, and replied with/ Good, thank you for asking! How about you? Sorry.

[sonnennblume-old]

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[sonnennblume-old]

  That’s terrible! I think everyone should be allowed to do what they want to do. Says the girl that’s never left her house.

RIGHT?? Pfff I doubt they’re amazing but I do put a lot of time and work into them…Maybe whenever we decide to be spies you can see them? I mean they’re all over my walls so they’d be kinda hard to miss. Being a spy would be so fun.

[morethan--seafoam]

I think that too yes I mean as long as you're not getting hurt I don't see what the problem is. You will soon enough, and you're gonna love it so much!

Oh no I bet they're really really super good especially because you put so much time into them! Man, I can't wait, you need to let me know THE MINUTE you decide to take on the spy life 'cause I'll be over there so fast it'll be unreal.

[dangerousperson]

[morethan--seafoam]

We Could Do Pizza || Ray&Ariel [mini]

Ray: /Having the breadstick in his mouth as Ariel entered was not exactly a great idea, because as soon as she tripped her way in, he laughed against his will, and he immediately began coughing. God damn it, Ray, pull yourself together! He grabbed his glass of water and began drinking it to clear his passages before she got to him, although his face was probably red and stupid looking due to his near-death experience. As such, when she approached the table, he started blushing red on top of his previous choking ordeal, because after all of that, the freaking trip-entrance she'd made was cute and made his butterflies act up again./ 'Lo, chere! Have a sit, naw. I on'y been heah bouts 5 minutes, ain't had nothin' but a breadstick. /chuckles/ ...which nearly kill ol' Ray, heah, but nothin' doin'. /He slid her copy of the paper menu over to her with a grin./ So, whatchu want on our pizza, yah?

Ariel: /Spotted a red-faced Ray sitting at the far end of the restaurant, where he had a perfect view of her klutzy entrance. She smiled and waved slightly, hoping against hope that there was some off chance that he hadn't seen her, like maybe at that precise moment he had taken a drink or something. It was possible. She was smiling but her insides felt completely awful as she approached the table, pulling strands of windblown hair away from her face. She sat in a heaving mess, partly from the fact that she had sprinted there, but also due to this extremely weird and unsettling feeling she had caught upon seeing him for the first time after a whole week. She was probably getting sick or something. Great. Another thing to lump on top of this whole mess. She sat her head on the table, arms sprawled out, as she caught her breath, then looked up at him, peeking through a waterfall of hair when he asked her what kind of pizza she wanted. Cheeks pink and flushed (more now from embarrassment), she grinned at him, placing a finger on the phrase "extra cheese" for him to see./

[sonnennblume-old]

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[sonnennblume-old]

  Whaaat collections are so cool though! Why would you get in trouble I mean if it’s just forks and stuff and not anything creepy like any ruffian and thugs would have you should be fine right? GOOD I HAVE SO MANY PAINT BRUSHES. There isn’t a day I don’t paint and then I use them so much Mother has to buy me more but I don’t throw the others away because they have so much meaninggg like I made that sun over there with this brush and it was so lovely and then that cloud over there with that one and you know what I mean?

Ooooh yeahhhh good idea that would be bad. I’ll figure that out then… CAN I SPY I WANT TO SPY YES LET ME PUT ON MY SPY FACE IS THIS SPY-Y ENOUGH

[morethan--seafoam]

Yeah, well.... first of all I'm just not allowed to because my father says the stuff I collect is garbage and all these stupid things which is so dumb because it's so not garbage and then there's all my ocean stuff which I'm not allowed to even go near, and then secondly I keep everything hidden in the attic above the antique store where I work so if my boss ever found out he'd think I was crazy and yeah it's just a big mess but I love each and every one of my things so 

OMG YES I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU MEAN LIKE THE PIECE OF GLASS I FOUND WHEN I FIRST SNUCK OUT TO THE BEACH EVER OR LIKE THE STICK I USED TO HELP A SNAIL CROSS THE ROAD LIKE MEMORY THINGS ARE THE BEST THINGS AND OMG I JUST WANNA SEE YOUR PAINTINGS NOW BECAUSE I BET THEY'RE AMAZINGGGG

Yes good, your spy face is great, phase one of spy transformation: complete.

[sonnennblume-old]

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[sonnennblume-old]

  Pfff I doubt Mother would ever want to marry anyone, even though that does sound pretty convincing. Wait you have a collection? What’s it of? I have tons of paintbrushes, but I don’t know if that counts as a collection…

A…phone? Ohmygosh I thought learning how to use this thing was gonna be complicated. Maybe I can find it though? I found the computer under her bed, so my phone’s gotta be somewhere, right? I’ll let you know though. Pretending to be a spy is so much fun.

[morethan--seafoam]

Okay you caught me I do but please please please please don't tell anyone I mean I could lose my job if anyone found out or worse Daddy could like I dunno probably kill me and sprinkle my bits into the ocean or something like it would be horrendous is all I know but um yeah I kinda have a collection of just lot's of thinks forks mostly but really it's just a big bunch of all the things that I find beautiful or whatever yeah but paintbrushes completely count I don't know what you're even talking about some paintbrushes are amazing!!

I mean... not everybody comes with a phone. And I wouldn't recommend using your mother's if she's going to find it and like use it and look at all the stuff you've been doing if you want to keep it on the dl. Also I recommend deleting your internet history after you use it because like woah I learned that the hard way and yeah but SPYING IS SO FUN HOYEAH IF YOU EVER START COMING OUTSIDE ON THE REGULAR WE SHOULD TOTALLY BE SPIES TOGETHER!

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  It’s very creative that’s for sure then. Usually it takes one with patience to make up a word, and they have to be fun.

A manta ray? That’s adorable Ariel. I’ll be using that word from now on if you don’t mind.

Umm okay? Well sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite, and sweet dreams. 

[morethan--seafoam]

I suppose... I mean, yeah.... hahahathanks.

Of course I don't mind! Use it! Use it always! So much! Um. Yeah I mean... goodnight then yeah Mr- I mean Mickey. No, Mickey is kinda weird feeling I think I'll just stick to Mr. Mouse if that is alright with you okay it's just like it feels right, you know?

[morethan--seafoam]

We Could Do Pizza || Ray&Ariel [mini]

Ray: /Looks at her text and chuckles a little bit, making a mental note that she is a bit on the forgetful side apparently. It was kind of adorable. He texted back/ Pizza at Tony's. See U in 20? /He ran a brush through his longish-hair one last time before grabbing his trilby hat and heading out the door. He got to Tony's before she did, and he sat at one of the booths in a hopefully calm and relaxing looking manner - when inside he was all sorts of jittery. He was so confused; he'd never had any sort of reaction like this for anyone before, what was it about this girl? He grabbed one of the warm breadsticks from the basket on the table as he waited for his date to arrive./

Ariel: Ohhhhhh. /She texted him right back, only realizing she was texting her thoughts instead of actually responding after she hit send/ I MEAN RIGHT YES 20 BE THERE SOON BYE /she mushed her phone into her embarrassed face after sending the next one, feeling completely helpless into regards to this weird fluster-y feeling he made her feel. Like, this was weird. What was her problem? He was just some nice guy she met, this wasn't a huge ordeal. And yet, as she raced around the room to make sure to turn off any lights and then proceeded to half fall down the ladder to the main floor, all while trying to be really really quiet, she couldn't help but start to feel this weird panicky feeling in the pit of her stomach. She locked the back door and ran to the pizza place as fast as she could, tripping over herself into the doorway when she finally arrived, trying to play it cool as she looked around for Ray, that weird feeling she had no name for wreaking havoc on her u=insides./

[sindudanada]

[morethan--seafoam]

WHY WOULD ANYONE EVEN EVER PAINT A PICTURE OF AN OCTOPUS OH MY GOD GET IT OUT HOW DO YOU BLACKLIST STUFF ON HERE???!?!?!!!??

[morethan--seafoam]

We Could Do Pizza || Ray&Ariel [mini]

Ray: /For argument and work schedules sake, it's only about 7 pm for this story okay yep. Ray is getting ready, putting on a plaid shirt and jeans, when he realized that he never said whether he would be picking up Ariel or if they were meeting there. Once finished getting dressed, he texted her with the question./ Pick u up @ your house? Or meet there?

Ariel: /Although she told her father she was going to bed early, she had snuck out of the house for the millionth time, to go spend some time in her secret hideout above the antique shop. She was busy organizing her pin collection and listening to music when she received a text from "That Eyebrows-y Accent Guy"./ OH GOD THE DATE IS TONIGHT?! /she thought to herself, realizing that she had totally and completely forgotten./ I'll meet you there... uh... where exactly? /she scrambled to get her things together, combing her hair once-over with a fork. She looked like a complete mess, but judging by the timestamp on the text, she was already running five minutes late./

[kinggizzard]

[alinotka]