YOU CAN’T THROW ME TO THE WOLVES; THEY COME WHEN I CALL.

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YOU CAN’T THROW ME TO THE WOLVES; THEY COME WHEN I CALL.
one. i open up my body, whole and spit-shined eager and inside there is only a mouth. the mouth says you are not an easy person to love. curious, i reach into this mouth and pull out the tongue. i make the tongue say it again, and again. you are not an easy person – you are not an easy person to – and it’s so silly looking. this little flip-flopping thing in the palm of my hand. i show it to everyone. my friends. the guy at 7-11. on the morning you leave i hold it right up to your face. so close you practically choke on it. so close that it practically becomes your tongue. and everyone i show it to just looks at me and laughs. of course, they say, of course this is true. two. this body wears crazy well and so unlike a man. like well-sewn black lace and pink moscato. this body lit the votive candles above the bathtub and forgot. they burned all night. the house still stands. small miracle. this body fell asleep and woke up with a kitchen knife in the bed. again. i am off somewhere in a swirl of blue silk slow and watching this body. my body. i brought a knife to gunfight, but i am the knife. i am all blade. three. i wake to my phone glowing are you awake still? and in the dizzy smear of sleep i say, come be bodies with me. he arrives and i meet him at the door, lock fingers, lead him to my room. i kiss him and say i don’t believe in truth anymore.i kiss him and say i am paralyzed by hope. i kiss him and say i’m going to break you open and find the butterflies. and beneath that the concrete. and beneath that the rich dirt. i kiss him and say there is something in me that cannot be healed. there is something in me needs breaking open. ( independent and unaffiliated original character, )
❛ you silly little girl, you think you’ve survived so long survival shouldn’t hurt anymore. you keep trying to turn your body bulletproof. you keep trying to turn your heart into a bomb shelter. stop, darling. you are soft and alive. you bruise and heal. cherish it. it is what you were born to do. it will not be beautiful, but the truth never is. come now, you promised yourself. you promised you’d live through this. ❜
that moment when a sansa stark blog makes you cry and you can’t tell if it’s just because it’s so beautifully written, your postpartum hormones or both.
it’s extremely early in the morning cst. i don’t know if anyone really cares to read this (especially since it’s three weeks late). but i’m up because of postpartum pains and i can’t go back to sleep so writing this post is what’s going to happen.
i gave birth to my son on june 28th at 8:21 am.
FAIR WARNING.
this blog is undergoing major changes. the story line is changing up a bit and i completely understand if you wish to unfollow. everything is being revamped this evening. i will make a post when it is completed. xoxo
i am going to be revamping everything on the blog. i’m going to tweak her storyline, give her new verses and change her ions up. which do you prefer?
i am going to be revamping everything on the blog. i’m going to tweak her storyline, give her new verses and change her ions up. which do you prefer?
within the darkness of the night, she felt at home with only the light of her sister stars to guide her. fallen from the only life she’d ever known, she now wandered aimlessly into a world she’d only seen from afar -- knowing little about what truly happens once feet are planted against the damp ground. despite the plummet and the fear that slowly began to creep into her chest, her porcelain flesh continued to glow palely as the moon’s rays reflected upon it. her breath steady, despite the cuts she could feel on the bottom of her feet. step after step she pushed herself through it -- unknowing as to where it was she was traveling but in her mind, it made more sense than being stationary and awaiting whatever might come her way. ( a starter for @archently)
A quick and easy plotting guide
Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
My muse(s):
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protector - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!
it’s been a while since i have been on here actively writing. almost a month if i’m not mistaken. please give this a like if you’re okay with me posting a random mini starter in various verses based on your character/page. some might be longer than others but i’m wanting to start this up again. so yeah just give this a like and i’ll tag you in something.
quietly peaks head out of the bushes of an unannounced hiatus to update you on my life and my twentieth attempt at trying to bring myself back into the roleplaying world. if you’re not wanting to hear about pregnancy and the drastic, life altering changes that have recently been made -- please feel free to skip over this. just know that i appreciate the fact that you have continued to stick around despite my flakiness.
i am currently 35 weeks pregnant. i will be 36 weeks pregnant on monday and full term the monday after that. once i reach that point, my son could be here whenever he decides the time is right and according to my midwives, they don’t believe he’s going to wait until his due date which is june 27th. i am swollen basically all of the time. i no longer walk normally. he is in position and is beginning to drop and as my body prepares for this experience, it is making the normal tasks in life much more difficult to do. i can’t sit in a car for too long. i can’t turn too fast. i have to alternate between sitting, standing and elevating my feet. i practically live in the bathroom now (no joke i went to pee, walked out and had to turn around to pee again -- they aren’t joking when they say stuff like that happens okay?) and third trimester nausea has come back with a vengeance. i have also switched doctors twice now. once because i hated my old doctor and the second because we just moved back to where our families are. we were unhappy at our work. they screwed over my family and i no longer felt safe within the company and with a baby on the way -- i wanted to make sure that i had job security. we interviewed for a new job back home -- were hired on the spot. the next monday, we walked into our place of work and quit that moment and didn’t turn back. it’s been stressful, but it would have been a lot more stressful dealing with that and being so far away from our families once the baby gets here. but now that we’ve settled in, i really want to get back into the swing of things -- even if i only actively write on the weekends and queue up replies.
so once again, thank you all for literally being the greatest people on the planet and understanding my situation. you are all the bomb and i wish i could shower you all with unlimited supplies of your favorite things. below i’ve posted a few maternity photos and an updated bumpdate if you’re interested.
THIS IS A STARTER CALL. length will vary. verse will vary but i will read through yours and find somewhere to stick it. i am also open to plotting relationships and such. just give this a like.
—— ❛ do you remember still the falling stars that like swift horses through the HEAVENS raced and ( suddenly ) leaped across the hurdles of our wishes; do you recall? and we did make so many! for there were COUNTLESS numbers of stars: each time we ( looked ) above we were astounded by the swiftness of their daring play, while in our hearts we felt SAFE and ( secure ) watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate, knowing somehow we had survived their fall. ❜
( FALLEN STAR. ) would anyone be open to plotting out some pre-established relationships? i’m all good with starting from the get go, i just really enjoy plotting stuff out. can you give this a like and i’ll come to you in the form of a message?
"You saved my life. Thank you."
STARDUST (x)
she looks into his eyes searching for some sort of wavering that might give subtle hints regarding possible lies spewing from his lips. no longer trusting of the people that inhabit this place, astra has made herself aware and wary of manipulation. but behind his eyes, she sees nothing but truth and genuine gratitude for the small things she had done that had in turned helped in keeping him alive. for a moment, breathless silence hangs within the air between them as full lips part in disbelief.❛ there is no need to thank me. it was not their place to determine your fate.❜
( THE BORGIAS —— sentence starters )
“All things are permissible in our dreams.”
“Ambition rules this family.”
“Am I so hard to love?”
“And yet, still, no matter which way I turn, I cannot seem to find that which would make me truly happy.“
“As women we control so little of our destiny.”
“Beauty can be deadly when well used.”
“But this is witchcraft!”
“Can one spill blood to rid the world of a greater evil?”
“Come back soon.”
“Could he/she make you laugh?”
“Do I look pleasing?”
“Don’t worry. If you’re not dead by now you’ll live.”
“Have you fallen for him/her?”
“He/she thought he/she could walk through fire.”
“He/she is heading as far away from you as possible.”
“I have wished him/her dead a thousand times.”
“I am afraid of hope.”
“I bend my knee to no man.”
“I don’t feel safe unless I know you’re nearby.”
“I do tend to win whatever battles I fight.”
“I will have blood for this.”
“If angels can fall from heaven into hell then so we can all.”
“If I married a thousand times it would always be the wrong choice.”
“Is it murder to defend your mother’s honour?”
“It was for the good of the family.”
“Know your enemy. Know him better than your friend.”
“My soul dies when I imagine never seeing you again.”
“Never let me go.”
“Not everyone can love like that.”
“Promise you’ll hold me.”
“Sometimes goodness needs the help of a little badness.”
“They can crumble to dust for all I care.”
“This world is what we make of it.”
“To have my blessing you would need my forgiveness first.”
“We’re dancing on your brother’s grave.”
“We are facing a battle for our very survival.”
“We are family, we love eachother.”
“We had no choice.”
“What happened to you? You were such a lovely child.”
“Whoever gets in the way of your happiness will meet my wrath.”
“Why can I not be happy?”
“Words can deceive, hearts can deceive but the eyes… we can trust.”
“Yes, I will marry him/her.”
“You had every choice!”
“You may kiss my ring.”
“You must cry for me. I have no more tears.”
“You will have your war.”