“Worry not-- “
“ I have a PLAN. “
A statement which is BULLSHIT. she’s got, at best, 12% of a plan.
@shememe
noise dept.
Fieri Frames
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Not today Justin
Claire Keane
Doug Jones
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
occasionally subtle
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Product Placement
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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The Bright Sessions
The Bowery Presents
Game of Thrones Daily
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@observcr
“Worry not-- “
“ I have a PLAN. “
A statement which is BULLSHIT. she’s got, at best, 12% of a plan.
@shememe
Just keep the tanks full, Tracy. We’ll need all you’ve got.
tagged by: someone on my main blog shhhh tagging: people. do et. & tag me so i see.
bold applies to all verses, italics for occasional or specific verses
APHRODITE: laughter-loving, sweet smiles, dressed in silk and satin, flower in their hair, sees the world as a runway, unapologetically sexual, the sea washing their ankles, in love with love, stirrer of passion, cunning concealed by painted lips, secret daggers, doves, revolution in their kiss, delighting in the waves, flirtatious winks, strolling along the beach, staring wistfully from a balcony, this is how to be a heartbreaker, wants to be adored, gets turned on by danger.
APOLLO: glitz and glamour, art galleries, turning the volume up, being made of gold, neatly-organized music sheets, notebooks filled with poetry, bathing in the sunlight, the powerful urge to create, collecting vinyl records, beautiful cover of wonderwall, playing multiple instruments, tasting like sunshine, healing touch, speaking in prophecies, smile mingled with wrath, shunning lies, sporting shades, hanging out at music festivals with their friends, sleeps naked, arrow to the heart, paint brushes, probably has a tinder account.
ARES: armed for battle, wants to raise a dog with their significant other, soft spot for children, gives piggyback rides, scarred body, blood on their hands and face, willing to fight the world for the ones they love, fights against injustice, warm hugs, well-worn combat boots, boxing gloves, bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles, fist raised in protest, ignites revolutions, fear is a prison, more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think, exhausted, damaged goods, force to be reckoned with, red roses, curses under their breath.
ARTEMIS: keen sense of a hunter, freckles like constellations on their skin, piercing eyes, dishevelled braid, moonlight peeking through the shadows, the calm of the forest at night, lying on the grass and staring at the stars, mother doe and her fawn, protecting their kin, the moon shimmering on a still lake, quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree, running with wolves, bonding while circled around a campfire, not being much of a people person, arrow hitting a target, popping egos, patience on 3%, touches heaven and returns howling.
ATHENA: discerning gaze, unreadable face, quiet museums, owl perched on their finger, armour that intimidates, eye for architecture, plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses, studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid, big fan of logic, loves brain teasers, ancient buildings, sweaters in neutrals and cool colors, hair done up, can kill you with their brain, heads to the library often to research, sharpened pencils, abs that can cut steel, stoic statues, pottery classes.
DEMETER: soil-covered hands, smile that can bloom flowers, skin loved by the sun, being the mom-friend, can lift you and your friends, flowers kept in the pockets of overalls, takes pride in their beautiful garden, speaks to their plants, leaves rustling in the wind, stalks of wheat, picking fruit, greenhouses, heart as strong as a mountain, values simplicity, daisies dotted across a collarbone, curls crowned with flowers, folded pile of sweaters in warm hues, pulling out fresh-baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.
DIONYSUS: drunk shitposter, on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second, seductive smirks, untamed curls, rich fabrics on dark skin, sleek-furred panthers, theater masks, stage productions, receiving a standing ovation, rose caught between their teeth, being the baby of the bunch, wild parties that last from sundown to sunup, creeping vines, inspiring loyalty, grand opera houses, masquerade balls, rolls of film, shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine-spilled floor, pouring champagne into flutes, lives for the applause.
HEPHAESTUS: the calloused hands of someone who knows labor, sweaty brow, flame burning in their eyes, inventive mind, broad shoulders, steampunk goggles, nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes, ashes, striking a match, blueprints for future projects, fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades, wrestles with bitterness, work boots have seen better years, wrinkled plaid flannel shirts, iron melted in blazing fire, huge jackets, crafting masterpieces, greased-stained overalls, fascination with robotics, pain is fuel, stack of weaponry, even their muscles have muscles.
HERA: resting bitch face, dressed to the nines, cows grazing on a pasture, cool rain, loving and hating fiercely, hand clutching a string of pearls, large chandelier with glittering crystals, plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims, romance to realism, pictures of the sky while flying on a plane, files that under fuck it, downs glasses of wine bottles of beer as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix, like their selfie or you’re grounded, knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man, dark eyes that penetrate your soul, marble and gold.
HERMES: devil-may-care smile, always up-to-date on the latest technology, will steal your french fries, does it for the vine, shitposter, puts googly eyes on everything, meme hoarder, long drives on the highway, ma and pop diners, spontaneous road trips, folded maps, fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop, shooting hoops on the basketball court, chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations, goes jogging in the morning, mixes redbull with coffee, menace on april fool’s, hoodies and sneakers.
POSEIDON: storm with skin, colorful coral reefs, waves crashing against the shore, stroking the soft fur of a cat, their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop, tousled locks, clothes smeared with paint, owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more, leather jackets, fondness for diy projects, handwriting that flows across the page, nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin fiddle, velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams, mood as ever-changing as the sea, the roar of a motorcycle, compass with a spinning arrow.
ZEUS: thunder in their heart, running on coffee, flash of lightning, natural charisma, eloquence, badass in a nice suit, aficionado of history, force of nature, lenny face, nightmare-filled nights, proud arm around their lover’s waist, high-rise buildings, planes soaring through a cloudless sky, technician on the piano, maintains order, strong handshake, juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease, expensive watch.
Tracy + being 100% done with Josh
stranger.
who is she to rain on someone’s parade ?
❛ ever consider joinin’ broadway ? it’d be a good fit ! ❜
a jump and a noise that can only be described as a squeaky toy in DISTRESS .
she turns on her heels , a nervous grin on her face . ‘ aha , i dunno about THAT . nice of you ta say , though . ‘ cheeks are a sheepish rosy pink while she turns the music on her phone off .
pay no attention to her-- she loves the music but she cannot DANCE to save her life. seriously, look at those awkward arms flail in the air. who does that??
@bigfvn
“So-- how bout them...” Shit, what’s the local sports team? What sport season are they in anyway?? “... Sports?” Cue awkward grin as she plays with her Starbucks straw.
@mostloquacious
JUST ANOTHER MUSE TRAITS MEME. bold all that applies to your muse!
TAGGED BY: i got tagged on my other blog but i wanted to do it here too lol TAGGING: a person
NAME: sharon “sherry” carlisle
• EYES: blue | green | brown | hazel | grey | gray-blue | other
• HAIR: blonde | sandy | brown | black | strawberry blonde | auburn | ginger | grey / white | multi-color | other
• BODY TYPE: skinny | slender | slim | built | curvy | athletic | muscular | chubby | overweight
• SKIN: pale | light | fair | freckled | tan | olive | medium | dark | discolored
• GENDER: male | female | trans | cis | agender | demigender | genderfluid | other | doesn’t like labels
• SEXUALITY: heterosexual | homosexual | bisexual | pansexual | asexual | demisexual | other | doesn’t like labels
• ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: homoromantic | heteroromantic | biromantic | panromantic | aromantic | demiromantic | unsure | doesn’t like labels
• SPECIES: human | undead | shapeshifter | demon | angel | witch | ghost | incubus / succubus | werewolf | alien | mutant
• EDUCATION: GED | high school | college | university | master’s degree | PhD | depends on verse
• I’VE BEEN: in love | hurt | ill | mentally abused | bullied | physically abused | tortured |brainwashed | shot
• POSITIVE TRAITS: affectionate | adventurous | athletic | brave | careful | charming |confident |creative | cunning | determined | forgiving | generous | honest | humorous | intelligent |loyal | modest | patient | selfless | polite | down-to-earth | diligent | romantic | moral | fun-loving | attractive | charismatic | calm
• NEGATIVE TRAITS: aggressive | bossy | cynical | envious | shy | fearful | greedy | gullible | jealous |impatient | impulsive | cocky | reckless | insecure | irresponsible | mistrustful |paranoid | possessive |sarcastic | self-conscious | selfish | swears | unstable | clumsy | rebellious | emotional | vengeful | anxious | self-sabotaging | moody | peevish | angry | pessimistic | slacker | thin-skinned | overly dramatic | argumentative
• LIVING SITUATION: lives alone | lives with parent(s) / guardian | lives with significant other | lives with a friend | drifter | homeless | lives with children | depends on verse
• PARENTS/GUARDIAN: mom | dad | adoptive | foster | grandmother | grandfather | sibling(s) [?] sister(s) [1] brother(s)
• RELATIONSHIP: single | crushing | dating | engaged | married | separated | divorced | it’s complicated |depends on verse
• I HAVE A(N): learning disorder | personality disorder | mental disorder | anxiety disorder | sleep disorder | eating disorder | behavioral disorder | substance-related disorder | ptsd | mental disability | physical disability |verse dependent
• THINGS I’VE DONE BEFORE: had alcohol | smoked | stolen | done drugs | self harmed | starved themselves | had sex | had a threesome | had a one-night stand | gotten into a fist fight | gone to hospital | gone to jail | used a fake ID | played hooky | gone to a rave | killed someone | had someone try to kill them | verse dependent
EDGAR ALLEN POE AESTHETICS.
rules: bold the aesthetics that apply to your muse, italicize the aesthetics that loosely apply to your muse or an element of their canon. tag as many people as you like. REPOST , don’t reblog !
tagged by: stole it from a person ay
tagging: YOU THERe
THE TELL - TALE HEART.
very very dreadfully nervous ! an evil eye that follows your every move. the burgeoning tendency of a most murderous inclination. floorboards drawn up by a scuffed boot. the glinting gold of an uniform’s adornment. a pale stiff draped across its bed. blood that runs a cold, gelid chill. love turned to hate. to be fancied mad and believe it in part yourself. how sane you must be to recall with vivid alacrity the very method of your madness. the creaking hinge of a door in which you hesitate upon its threshold. paranoia creeping up your spine. resisting the urge to move a muscle. your finger held to a wrist without a pulse detected. a beating heart that grows louder, louder ! smiling for what have you to fear. to admit the guilty deed and escape its burdensome weight.
THE MASQUE OF RED DEATH.
the inevitability of an all consuming death. to laugh away one’s sordid fate. twelve hours of unparalleled delight. fascination with the grotesque. beckoning faces bizarre and beautiful and wanton. the swelling of music as fear is forgotten. dreams stiff frozen as they stand.seven chambers each glowing a different color. the grand spectacle of a masquerade. a contagious pestilence that has long since devastated the country. the dull chime of a clock interrupting the gaiety of abandon. the deafening strike of midnight followed by an unmistakable silence. black drapes lining the walls in a room of ebony. the reddened glow of stained glass casting shafts of light into the darkness. crimson garb bedecking the gaunt figure of a wraith. an assembly of phantasms. chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion. a vesture dabbled in blood. a broad brow besprinkled with scarlet horror. a being shrouded from head to foot. death stalking through the midst of the revelry. corpses traipsed about the polished floor of a ballroom. seize him and unmask him ! illimitable dominion.
THE OVAL PORTRAIT.
an artist’s all - consuming ardor. a state of beauty in death. the vignette of a portrait dulled by time. the telling incandescent light of a tall candelabrum. a girl just ripening into womanhood. the softness of brush strokes contrasting the violence of the hand that holds it. the serene visage reflected upon the face of one who loves you. unsettling paintings hung about the walls depicting horrors in their unusual aspect. to devoutly, devotedly gaze. incipient delirium. the pain of knowing your love can never be fully reciprocated. an idol that has replaced you. to finally achieve utter life-likeliness. to mirror life and appear as death.
THE RAVEN.
once upon a midnight dreary. curious volumes of forgotten lore. an unrustling purple curtain. something tapping, tapping at your chamber door. the darkened violet feathers of a raven. the eyes of a demon that is dreaming. window lattice bedecking the glass you shy away from. lamp light streaming o’er casting shadows on the floor. to be grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous. fiery eyes burning to a bosom’s core. a beautiful maiden that haunts your waking dreams. your voice so frightened it can only croak. a seraphim’s footfalls tinkling on the truffled floor. a tempest tossing you ashore. leave my loneliness unbroken ! the dirges of hope that a melancholy burden bore of never —— nevermore.
THE PIT AND THE PENDULUM.
fearful images overspread and disfigured. light that appears like luminescent righteous angels until your vision focuses apart from its illusions. the resounding strike of judgement. thin lips that whisper of your demise. when nothing else matters in the wake of a sudden revelation. deadly nausea of the spirit. cold lips seeking your own. the swath of a bandage. to perceive a wound alike a pendulum. a wild sulphurous lustre. the smell of decaying fungus. to smile up at glittering death. the illusion of freedom.
Kelsey Asbille as Charlotte in episode one of Splitting Up Together.
@amidstsilence
;; so to uh, follow up the prose that i just wrote--
way waaaaayyyy back when ( like maybe 3ish years ago? ) when i first had a full on self insert sideblog on my old main, sherry was a bubbly babe with dimension-jumping powers. a teenager with eyes full of stars and a brain that had absorbed way too YA novels. her friendship with julie and millie ( then cancey ) was fairly new, but already steadfast, on her end.
when adam chambers came into their lives, taking an unnatural interest in julie, sherry wasn’t having it. she somehow managed to get her hands on a futuristic weapon ( going against one of her prime rules of travel ) and used it on him, hoping to drive him off.
it didn’t. and instead, he kidnapped her and tortured her to teach her a lesson. he basically dissected her repeatedly, without anesthetic or pain medication. she crumbled. when he was done with her, he basically dumped her somewhere, not really caring whether or not he’d see her again. the only thing that mattered was the fact he’d put a fear of him into her.
when she was alone, her powers kicked in as a protective mechanism. neither her mind nor her heart could handle much more, so as a reflex she was whisked into what i dub the void. the space between spaces where nothing exists. she stayed there until she could cope with everything, then her abilities brought her back to her dorm. where it seemed as though no time had passed between when she vanished and when she returned. yet the stitches from her ordeal had healed into scars already. in the void, she experienced the passage of time differently. she didn’t age, but her wounds turned to scars and her spirit found its footing again. she was almost in sort of a catatonic state.
when she came back, she didn’t talk to millie or julie for almost a year. she fell into routine at university, keeping to her work. she passed off the scars as a mental health issue and began seeing a therapist that dealt with unusual people such as herself ( who knows the truth, but at her discretion, passes the issue off as depression that fell into self harm ). then she reconnected with them as though nothing had ever happened, bright and optimistic as she was before, just with new scars.
sherry’s still capable of being happy and animated, but she’s meticulous about her actions these days. her travels are limited and even more careful. but this will soon start to work against her. :))))))) so yeah that’s where she’s at these days.
Some nights she still remembers.
When the air warms with the coming of Spring, the nights become harder to sleep through. And though she knows it’s only in her head, sometimes she swears she sees him, lingering as a dark apparition in her room.
;; alright kids, here we go !! STARTER CALL---- come one, come all!
;; oh fuck i can’t believe that worked hI GUYS