Not a Delicate Flower

Tiger Lily. Independent, Semi-Selective. Multi-Ship, Multi-Verse. Crossover, AU, & OC friendly #rangatiira Established: 4/25/14 Written by: Percy

[jeanprouvaires]

Do I dream I’m awake

[rangatiira-blog]

apparently lilian is the masculine form of lily in france????

[justwanttobeaboy]

“You’re gonna love this, Lilly.”

Since Peter was forgetting some of the details (it was a new idea after all), he reached into his pocket for the piece of paper he’d scribbled the idea down on. Only problem was, he didn’t find it in his pockets.

“…One second, I’m sure I’ve got it here somewhere.”

[rangatiira-blog]

“Maybe, if you cleaned out your pockets, you’d be able to find things.”  

If she came across as rude she didn’t realize it; that’s just the way Lily is.  She meant it to be teasing, but she spent too much time being deadpan as a child.  It’s hard to tell when she’s being serious and when she’s being sarcastic.

[rangatiira-blog]

screeches about rami malek as male!lily

screeching intensifies

[justwanttobeaboy]

rangatiira

“I just had the best idea ever. Not even kidding, it’s fantastic and gonna blow everyone’s minds.”

[rangatiira-blog]

“Oh, is that so, Peter?  Let’s hear it then.  I’m intrigued.”

[rangatiira-blog]

[ Bold which of the two traits applies most to your muse! Note that these will not necessarily be opposites! ]

Ambitious // Vindictive

Self-critical // Selfless

Idealistic // Relaxed

Loyal // Innovative

Patient // Neat

Kind // Moody 

Fearful // Open

Frugal // Glamorous

Trusting // Confident  

Methodical // Humorous 

Maternal/Paternal // Callous

[avicuularchive-blog]

&& a wild open appears.

                    “                oh, please, don’t be d u l l . “ 

          there is a slight twist to his L I P S as the boy looks down, eyes s p a r k l i n g with YOUTH and MISCHIEF. he n o d s his head to flick some stray hair from his f a c e , teeth peaking from behind PINK, youthful lips as sun kissed cheeks grow ROSY from joy. he is up to no good, that much is CLEAR, but peter had never been one to sit and b e h a v e , to give in to the DREARINESS of normalcy and s t a t u r e . 

                    “                are we to behave and surely PERISH of boredom,                     or are we to be F R E E and Y O U N G ? “

[rangatiira-blog]

                   “ ——— peter, what are you  p l a n n i n g ? “ 

          it’s not as if she isn’t intrigued by that MISCHIEF in his face (she is, of course she is, she’s known p e t e r  p a n  long enough to know that that sparkle means something interesting and possibly dangerous ) , but she has RESPONSIBILITIES.  there is a SMILE tugging at her lips, but she retains her puzzled expression, brows knit together. 

                            “ there are things i have to do, peter, you KNOW that. “

                 still... she does WONDER what he has planned.  

                           “ ——— t e l l  me, and i’ll THINK about it. “

[rangatiira-blog]

You

       can

              never

                        escape

                                      your

                                               past

[rangatiira-blog]

like for a starter

[mjolnirwiielder-deactivated2014]

                             some      legends       are told.                              some turn to   dust  or to gold.                              but you will (   remember  ) me                              for        C  E  N  T  U  R  I  E  S.

[rangatiira-blog]

like for a starter

[phoenixscamander-deactivated202]

[rangatiira-blog]

running-on-phoenix:

“I don’t draw things from my own life when I’m acting. Ultimately, my job is to portray a living, breathing human being and to act truthfully under imaginary circumstances. I learn things from everything I do, but I’m constantly trying to better myself as an actor.” -Dane DeHaan

[whisperlude]

When will my fucks return from war.

[weagueofwegends-blog]

Kill me? You can try.

Yasuo (via weagueofwegends)

[tenaciousquaintrellearchive-dea]

unusual muse faves ::

( scent :: rain, cinnamon, coffee, wood smoke ( season :: late spring/early summer ( flower :: lilies ( book :: I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings — Maya Angelou ( stone :: opal ( genre :: musical theatre, ballet, sci fi, action ( song :: The Pit — Silversun Pickups ( article of clothing :: her leather jacket ( sleeping position :: curled up into a ball on her side, with very few blankets.

[rangatiira-blog]

[silly-luv]

[rangatiira-blog]

“You’re joking, RIGHT ?  We don’t offer that here, so I’m not sure where you think you are.  This is Starbucks.”