Love Begins
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Jules of Nature
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Not today Justin
shark vs the universe
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@ragingcajun
Ask Box Trick-or-Treat
Send ‘Trick or Treat! 🎃’ to my inbox and I’ll give you a treat! This could be: a promo graphic, icons, an aesthetic graphic of your muse, a drabble, a photoset of our muses together, a moodboard based on one of our threads, or some other goodie! Happy Halloween! Let’s celebrate!
RULES: TAG THE FOLLOWERS YOU WANT TO GET TO KNOW BETTER. TAGGED BY: @eloiseclarke
NAME: fran NICKNAME: i really don’t have one BIRTHDAY: february 8th ASTROLOGY: aquarius GENDER: female SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bi FAVOURITE COLOUR: blue
TIME RIGHT NOW: 8:50pm AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 6/7
LUCKY NUMBERS: don’t have one LAST THING I GOOGLED: i searched for the translation of a rammstein song NUMBER OF BLANKETS I SLEEP UNDER: one FAVOURITE FICTIONAL CHARACTER: Emily Prentiss FAVOURITE FAMOUS PERSON: Rami Malek, Gillian Anderson, Adele FAVOURITE BOOK: “The Bronze Horseman” by Paullina Simons FAVOURITE BANDS/ARTISTS: Green Day, Adele, The Killers LAST MOVIE I SAW IN THEATERS: Finding Dory
DREAM TRIP: St. Petersburg, Russia DREAM JOB: Working in the film industry (and it’ll never happen) WHAT I AM WEARING AT THIS MOMENT: black shorts and black t-shirt. how
TAGGING: @wxrriiors @damamortale @barbcr @gott--mit--uns and whoever wants to do it.
and as always: if you already did this or don’t want to, feel free to ignore the tag c:
THINGS I AM CURRENTLY IN LOVE WITH
( please do not reblog, just repost )
i was tagged by: @damamortale one song: “Battle Born” by The Killers two movies: Captain America: Civil War, Star Trek Beyond three shows: Mr. Robot, The Strain, Stranger Things four people: Rami Malek, Rami Malek, Rami Malek and Rami Malek. Is it okay? five foods: ice cream, pizza, cookies, cereal, pasta six people to tag: @eloiseclarke @wxrriiors @gott--mit--uns @barbcr and pretty much whoever wants to do it!
Rami Malek accepts Outstanding Lead Actor in a Drama Series for ‘Mr. Robot’ onstage during the 68th Annual Primetime Emmy Awards at Microsoft Theater on September 18, 2016 in Los Angeles, California.
How much do I suck? Because I know it’s a lot. Anywayyyyy! I should be overdone with my training next Sunday so I’ll be on pretty much every day and I already can’t wait. In the meantime, I’ll do the memes I have in my ask box and some mun things since it’s Monday!
On a side note, Rami won his first Emmy Award and my heart can’t handle it. I just love him so freaking much and he was absolutely adorable last night.
Send me a ♬ and I'll shuffle my iTunes and whatever song pops up, I'll use the first line as the starter.
Why can’t it be like this now? Boys asking girls to dance ……and MCR back together
Take this quiz and find out! It’ll have you check off all traits that you think apply to your muse, then calculate a color.
TAGGED BY: @eloiseclarke QUIZ RESULTS: maroon #800000
Your dominant hue is red... you are passionate, energetic, and unafraid of life's changes. You're all about getting out and trying something new, even if it means taking risks that other people would be afraid of. Hey, if they're afraid and you're not, more power to you, right?
Your saturation level is very high - you are all about getting things done. The world may think you work too hard but you have a lot to show for it, and it keeps you going. You shouldn't be afraid to lead people, because if you're doing it, it'll be done right.
Your outlook on life can be bright or dark, depending on the situation. You are flexible and see things objectively.
TAGGING: @damamortale, @wxrriiors, @barbcr, @nonatuer, @vaterapfel & whoever wants to do it.
The man was short, shorter than she had imagined. He was young, yet no younger than her she would expect, and his skin was tanned due to the harsh sun of the Pacific. He had a pleasant demeanor, looking relaxed as he sat beneath a tree, but as he handed her a two sticks of Lucky Strikes, her favorite, his words struck a chord. It took her a few moments to comprehend what he had said, the words almost mumbled by either by the cigarette in his mouth or the accent she thought she heard.
“Like what?” She questioned, slitting her eyes as the sun bore down mercilessly on her, putting a cigarette in between her lips and fishing out a lighter in her shirt pocket, the other being tucked away behind her ear. Bending at the knee to squat before him, Eloise took a moment to enjoy a rest – although she was never really able to do such a thing given how there was an undercurrent of electricity and anxiety flowing through her body, ready for an imminent attack on her soldiers and keeping her busy with trying to save lives.
“Should I have come up and demanded you give me one? Pull rank?” The brunette drew in a sharp breath filled with smoke, entering her lungs and clinging to every crevice. It was something many men were not fond of, a woman being a superior despite not being able to fight in combat.
Nurses, they thought, should not be there, taking the corpsman’s jobs. It was an animosity that she felt regularly with many men, something she had not experienced in Europe with medics who looked at the nurses as an extension of the army and themselves, working together. Here? Sour corpsman and marines felt that they were forcing them out, taking over, leaving corpsman to scrub floors than tend to their men. While she understood the marines had been without aid for so long, had relied upon themselves and no one else, they’d have to get used to the women being there whether they liked it or not – especially when it came to women who held rank.
“I can try again if you like women telling you what to do,” Eloise cocked an eyebrow and let the smoke billow out of her mouth, eyes settling on the man’s cool green eyes.
Snafu kept his eyes on the woman and he could tell she was struggling understanding his words. She wasn’t the first and she definitely wasn’t going to be the last. It amused him how people who weren’t from Louisiana couldn’t understand him. It didn’t bother him, though. Actually, he liked it. Sometimes people didn’t want to spend time understanding what he was saying, so they didn’t say anything at all which was absolutely great.
The man shrugged and took a drag of his cigarette as the woman spoke. A smirk appeared on his lips, but before he could say anything, she was speaking again. “Didn’t say tha’.” He said, scratching his naked torso. “Ya could use ma’ name.” He looked around as he spoke, not really bothering to pay attention to the woman. Snafu wasn’t sure she knew what his name was, but he liked to think he was famous among his peers.
Snafu raised his eyebrows as the nurse spoke again, and his eyes rested on her face for a moment before meeting her hazel eyes. He took a drag from his cigarette and when the smoke filled up his lungs, he kept his mouth shut, letting the white smoke escape from his nose rather than his lips. It was still weird seeing nurses around – he’d only seen them back at the camp and definitely not on the battlefield. They were lucky if they had one or two medics and even then, they usually wouldn’t last that long.
“I’d rather be the one givin’ orders,” he said with a smirk.
❛ unless you want that wound to be INFECTED, i would suggest that you let me have a look at it ! ❜ large hues of brown glared at the other, already holding the appropriate bandages in her hand. she wasn’t about to let another one leave without being treated - - - no, it was her ( duty ) to ensure that these men where to return to the front in fighting condition && god so help her if she was to let another soldier leave without being seen to. & god help the poor soul that she ran into.
─ @ragingcajun // merriell shelton
A groan escaped Snafu’s mouth when he heard the nurse speak. Jesus, why did she have to be so annoying? He couldn’t stand annoying people and now that he was in Japan, annoying people were a huge fucking no. “Doll, I ain’t dyin’.” He said, trying to ignore the pain in his leg. Everything happened in less than a couple of minutes and he still needed to process what happened just an hour before. “Aight, take a look. But be quick.”
alright, after sleeping almost all day after working the night shift, i’m ready to go through my drafts and finally do my replies!
@ragingcajun
The scent of charred earth tickled the senses, but nothing was more potent and nauseating as the scent of death, sickness, rotting coconut, and unwashed bodies that had baked in the Pacific heat. Europe had been cold, frigid and unforgiving, many days and nights one would long for the warmth emanating from the sun’s rays. Now, as one worked under the scorching sun where little to no relief was found, the thoughts of winter seemed like a sweet relief.
There was little time, however, to think of such things when the enemy lurked in the forests, crept along the coastline, and threatened everyone with bombs that came from the sky. Luxuries now were a couple of hours of sleep, free of itching due to the bites of bugs; cigarettes that came too late and not often enough, stale and damp; a good rain shower that lasted a few minutes that’d cool off the ground, but soon would turn everything into a sauna. Luxury wasn’t even the word one would choose for such things, but rather a bit of luck.
The sound of planes roared overhead, rumbling the ground beneath the young Lieutenant’s feet as her eyes went to find them flying by. Things were getting hairy, an attack on the island seemed imminent. A whistle came from her lips, as if to say ‘That’s a close one,’ before looking before her and heading to a shirtless man smoking a cigarette.
“Private,” she called out. “Got a smoke?”
When Snafu decided to join the Marines, he had no idea what to expect from his time during the war. He heard stories about World War I but all the people he heard about fought in Europe, unlike him, who was supposed to fight in a foreign country that he barely know where it was. When they landed on the first island, though, he couldn’t help but appreciate the beauty of that small piece of paradise. Soon, however, he realized that Japan was everything but the paradise he saw the first time, and after fighting in the mud, under the rain, with the smell of rotten coconuts stick on his guts, he was sure that was hell.
He was getting used to it, though. Or so he was convincing himself.
Truth be told, Snafu was sick of it all. Sick of those fucking Japs, those stupid islands, those disgusting rotten coconuts and deep down, even of war. He was sure he wasn’t going to make it to the end of the war, but he promised himself he would put his whole fucking self to fight those Japs and their filthy army, even if it was the last thing he did.
The cigarette was rested between his lips and Snafu was staring up at the blue, sunny sky. He heard the noise of a plane and he could see it in the distance, but he wasn’t worried. Instead, he stayed there, sitting down and leaning back against a tree, enjoying the last few minutes of calm before the storm.
A voice caught his attention and his blue, big eyes moved up to meet the gaze of one of the nurses. He smirked when she asked him a smoke and without saying a word, he took his cigarette pack, handing the woman two of his Lucky Strikes. Nothing compared to his beloved non-filter cigarettes.
“No need t'be so fuckin’ formal, honey.”
it’s no shock that the boardwalk empire rp community is practically dead, there’s like a handful of us now, so you can imagine my shock that I’ve made it over 100 followers in a MONTH when I wasn’t expecting to hit that at all. I thought there would be like… idk 3 of you who’d know mickey and there wouldn’t be much more than that but I was cool with it bc y’know 3 people wanted to thread with him and that was good enough for me, but as the weeks passed I found more & more of you who know exactly who my giggly little shit is and wanted to interact with him, and it made me very, very happy !! obv there are a bunch of you who don’t know him or the show but still interact with him and oh my goodness bless you all !! I’ve made so many new friends, there are people I’ve stalked like mad had on the dashboards of other blogs that I now call my friends, and there are lovely new people who bless my dash that i’ve grown fond of all because of my lil mickey mucky doyle, and that’s just so nice ?? but honestly, if you’ve not seen boardwalk, watch it, it’s brilliant, and you should also make a blog for one of the characters bc honestly we’re lackin so yeah B)))))
ok so yay a few special mentions !!
@yxtes . @datseabass . @meinhcrr . @loveruined . @criedhard . @silverheartsilverskin . @ovalbound / @kingcarnation . @warcoded / @unatonement . @morethanagun . @adangerouspsychopath . @guttersniper . @inevitablc
and a bunch of you lovely lot who brighten my dash and I admire from a distance bc /nervous heart eyes/
@finesuicide . @declarationwritten . @vesvolk . @100021 . @madamegillian . @skinsdcgs . @aithreachas . @missicnreport . @pondelistic . @talentforlying . @soldierboynamedern . @ectoxplasm . @townterror / @gallowsgrove . @tearxinmyheart . @xaedificare . @revnamorte . @crxella . @temperancebrcnnan . @shepardsloyalty . @ofscotland . @arrangematches . @ragingcajun . @warmistress . @draakkon . @tahitiwoke . @moranument . @hazebeing . @ageimmune . @devourshim . @archerwhiterp . @puddinsnutso . @devilsuited . @ironwillcd . @pureironking . @afoolshot & so many more I know I’ve forgotten but it is 5am so I’ll probably add more as I remember <3
important;; don’t be shy if you have a plot idea with me. I’m really open to these big, intricate storylines between our muses that have room to expand the characters and see development. Wanna ship our muses? Hit me up. Think my muse would be a great sibling figure to your character? Tell me. Have a cliche plot that you wanna do? I’m down. Please, I honestly love making these storylines and falling head over heels for a ship or get really emotional over relationships and enjoy how the story & characters progress.
Screw you, and you, and you.
Medea, probably (via violentwavesofemotion)
