hymn for the weekend

SONJA ROGERS xxiii, waitress & bartender. every time you open your mouth i see fireflies of luscious language flow forth like radiating CONFETTI like that golden helmet on your marvelous mercury mind …i see you wield words like they are ingredients in spellbooks and you feel alone with your thoughts and you don’t know what’s louder, the world outside or the chaos within. * ( OOC. ROSS, EST, THEY/THEM. )

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[rogersonja-blog]

‘ so the head cook at work            ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶       angel           ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶       his last day was today. i brought him cupcakes, but it’s sad to see him go ; mostly because his name makes me think of buffy. ’

[rogersonja-blog]

okay, after what feels like ages, i’m finally able to come back on n actually like ... plot n stuff ! so if you’re interested, shoot me a message or like this post.

[kaz0ku]

the footrub. | luka.sonja.harley

it had been a simple afternoon for luka, he had taken neech to the dog park and went into the firm momentarily to file some paper work. now he’s found curled up on the couch with nietszche’s head perched up on his leg. the tv was set on the local news channel. a subtle sigh slipped through his lips as he waited for his friend ––– sonja –– to arrive. he had invited her over to hang out, well mainly because a foot-rub was involved. his hand lifted up to neech’s head, petting it slightly as he paid attention to the anchorman.

[rogersonja-blog]

it had been .... a long day at work for sonja. after working two doubles in a row, & then a morning shift, she was, metaphorically, dead. she’d accepted luka’s offer for a foot rub ; thinking nothing of it, or any implications it may have. it was just two friends, hanging out & watching sports. with the added relaxtion of a foot rub, courtesy of luka & his kindness. the brunette climbed out of the cab she’d taken to the apartment, walking up to the door & entering, waving a casual hello to the doorman as she pressed the elevator button. she knocked on luka’s door not long after stepping off the elevator, twiddling her thumbs as she waited.

[zoeswade]

[lunawyd-blog]

‘ it does sound amazing, yeah ? that is, once you block out all the possibilities of destruction and all that. i’m a little bit of both, actually. but i’m not a fan of any of that star wars stuff, if that’s what you’re thinking. tell your cousin al to hit me up !! ’ 

[rogersonja-blog]

‘ nah, even the destruction seems okay. i’d be pretty accepting of it, to be honest. you’re not a star wars fan ? i’m not sure we can be friends .... oh, i will. he’s great, you’ll love him. ’

[zackfrey-blog1]

maybe they freak you out because you don’t know what they’re like yet. i bet telephones freaked people out before they became mainstream. ever thought about it like that? … i have.

[rogersonja-blog]

‘ no, i hadn’t. that sounds vaguely like something my brother has said while high ; but hey. i’m sure telephones didn’t freak people out, mostly because alex bell probably wouldn’t have tried to create something scary. ’

[lunawyd-blog]

‘ clones are all fun and games until they start trying to take over the world. first, it’ll be your life then next thing you know, they’ve actually been plotting to destroy all of earth. i, personally though, would say it’s worth it. no earth, no work, right ? death is still a thing but we’re all dying anyway and the more important part is no work. ’

[rogersonja-blog]

‘ the no work part is definitely selling me on this idea ; very tempting. but that sounds like every robot/clone video i’ve ever seen ; syfy fan ? or are you like my cousin al, a doomsday prepper ? ’

[intertwiningyoursouls]

[eliswoods-blog]

“ sadly, i don’t think i could pull off the red wig. being ronald mcdonald sounds like too much work, too much makeup, and too much yellow. maybe i’ll be ronald mcdonald 2.0, a much more sleek and risqué ronald–yeah. that’d definitely roll in the crowds, and then i’d get rich, famous, and recognized–and once that happens, you can get your measly little footnote in my acceptance speeches. i hope you’re ready. “ 

[rogersonja-blog]

‘ nah, i totally think you could pull it off. after all, you know what they say ; gingers have no souls ! you’re halfway there. sleek and risque ? what, you’re going to dress up like a male stripper & parade around the local mcdonalds ? oh, you’d definitely get famous ; probably on youtube, though. or twitter ! have we got the next ‘alex from target’ in the making ? ’

[nvdia]

“ i mean i can’t remember. it’s been a while, but there has to be one. “

[rogersonja-blog]

‘ probably not. i have a tendency to be right. ’

[kcmi-blog1]

‘ sonja ! don’t tell me this now, i’m suddenly wishing i had some sort of time travel device to take me back. next time i work late we’re doing this. no getting out of it either ! listen, i’m not really good with dating guys. i’ve mostly had my occasional hookups at the bar, i’m not good at the step that typically comes before that. you know – actually getting to know them.’ 

[rogersonja-blog]

‘ well ! now we both know for the future. we’ll make it a date, or something ! okay, true, but still ; there’s always the trying. i’ll even help you ! although, i guess my dating track record is a bit of a joke. but either way, you’ve got more experience than me, kam. ’

[gwcndolvn-blog]

“my dream since i was a little girl. oh – i’m great at planning. i just seem to have a little problem executing those plans exactly how they were meant to go. but i guess that everyone’s problem. except yours.. you just can’t plan.” 

[rogersonja-blog]

‘ just like a marina dimandis song. we’d make the perfect team, to be honest ; you’re the planner, i execute. it’d go swimmingly. ’

[loganbransgrove-blog]

“How do you know you’re great at them? Have you pulled any?”

[rogersonja-blog]

‘ well, i tried one once ; ended poorly. i’ve tried to stand clear since then. ’

[oknahla-deactivated20160707]

‘ another sonja ? pass indefinitely. unfortunately, one is already enough. ’

[rogersonja-blog]

‘ actually, that really sells me on it. two of me ; all the more to tell you how much of a bitch you are ! ’

[wyattisms-deactivated20180521]

her reaction to the pup is priceless and brings a goofy grin to the male’s features. he joins her, sitting on the other side of the pup. he ruffles his hand along his tummy, earning pleased yips and yaps from him. “avocado it is, then?” he asks, gaze flickering to her for a moment. he picks up one of his toys, dragging it along the surface of his bed, laughing as the puppy begins to chase after it. “he’s too pure for this world,” he whines, petting his soft little ears. “too good.” 

[rogersonja-blog]

his goofy grin has her smiling in response, & she raises an eyebrow at him as he sits on the other side of the puppy. ‘ well, it’s cute. so, if you like it, then avocado it is. avo, for short. ’ the puppy begins to chase the toy that harley drags along the bed, & she taps the pup’s nose as he runs by her. ‘ he’s precious ; adorable, really. ’

[rpmememaker]

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.