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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@rottenache
independent, selective, and writing blog with low activity for multiple characters from various media. this blog will feature original character and characters. written by lilly, twenty7. carrd and muses under the cut for the mobile users.
Garrett Hedlund as Mitch Keller Tulsa King — S1E06 “Stable"
FLORENCE PUGH as ALICE CHAMBERS Don’t Worry Darling (2022)
spent an hour of a 3 hour drive spoiling the entire plot of "from" to my friends how we doing folks
carson's face 90% of the time btw
off-campus: season 1.
dialogue prompts from the first season of prime's off-campus.
you are intolerable.
do not give me the silent treatment.
nobody is expecting you to be _____.
take a shower. you smell like shit.
it'll come back to you. like riding a bike.
did anyone ever tell you that eavesdropping is rude?
has anyone ever told you your references are dated?
i'll pick out your outfit, you just do your makeup.
i plead the fifth.
i am always telling you to wear your jacket. you never do.
how do you suddenly know my name?
you can't just kiss me out of the blue.
you blush whenever i come near you.
get over yourself. i don't blush.
my single ass needs another drink.
this is the part where i tell you all the things i want to do to you when we're alone.
you're just giving me the bed because you feel bad for me.
i wouldn't know who i am without it.
you centered me.
you're overthinking. get out of your head.
you can put me down now. we all know how much you can bench.
i don't need your pity. i don't need you to be my therapist.
what if i'm broken?
if you're going to chase an impossible dream, chase one that actually matters.
this party's kind of dead, right?
are you driving, or shall i?
i think people can change, if they want to.
if i go, will you come with me?
you can't let the bad memories erase the good ones.
do you never have a shirt on?
people who care about you will understand. if they don't, they're not your people.
you said this wasn't a date. it feels like a date.
god, it's so hot when someone knows what they want.
this is a party. parties are supposed to be fun.
stop fucking with my head.
i'm a girl. i have to think about what everybody else is feeling before i can figure out what i'm feeling.
don't think. tell me what you want.
you scare the shit out of them, you know.
look how hard they're trying to please you.
you really can't be alone, can you?
can we hit dairy queen on the way home?
i can't take on anyone else's stress today. i'm emotionally raw. i'm a shell of a woman.
i don't know what your problem is, but i suggest you do whatever it takes to work it out.
we have to cling to the people who see us and smile.
just let me know you're okay.
we're on the same team. don't you get that?
don't you want to know what being single and slutty has to offer you?
let's start with the small stuff and work our way up, okay?
you didn't do anything wrong.
it has recently come to my attention that i'm a serial monogamist.
i'm actually so proud, i could cry.
what kind of _____ do you want to be?
have fun. do stuff just 'cause you want to.
i told you to stop opening my mail.
who says print media is dead?
i don't want you to look at me differently, or treat me differently.
i always knew. i just thought you'd tell me when you were ready.
you're not just one thing. you're everything.
the words will come when they come.
you reminded me of who i used to be.
you could be anywhere, doing anything, but you're not. you're here.
hey, look at me. i got you. i got you, okay?
i don't want to be that guy.
you're not as dumb as you look.
stop being chicken shit and tell _____ how you feel.
i know i said i was dropping out, but can i maybe drop back in?
i couldn't miss your big moment, could i?
i want to be more like you.
JESSICA ALBA as Max Guevera in Dark Angel 1.01
MADELYN CLINE at the indy car motor speedway
rosie holt.
i thought i saw jo today.
Bisexual King♔
supernatural indie rp / 29 / est
gOT MY FRIENDS INTO REN FAIRES LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO
how it started vs how it's going
❛ I do have to worry about it. Because you’re not worried, and someone has to fucking worry. ❜ - will
william doesn't know when he started to become accustomed to his written story, etched into stone and waiting with open jaws for his final chapter to swallow him whole. even with his limited time left, william spends most of his time behind the bar of the rebuilt roadhouse, tangled up with sonny's limbs, or trying to yank his siblings from cursing their bloodline even further with the promise of death.
from the moment that his sister was born, and then soon followed with wallace, william knew what role the world wanted to carve out for him: a big brother. the one who looks out for his family, who pushes himself to be the best version he can be, the kind of man his mother would be proud of, and looks out for the ones he cares about.
but it's with this quiet resignation that he can sense how sonny becomes impatient with time. like sand slipping through her fingers that she can't stop, she can't reverse or put back into the hourglass. william reaches out with reserved tenderness that he holds only for her, raking his fingers against her hairline by her temples, brushing her dark wisps away from obstructing his view of her features, ethereal and golden with the blinding love that she holds for him. he hopes that she can see it within him as well.
there's a pang of guilt that slips up the cavern of his throat knowing that in a way, william harvelle has accepted his fate. he will get to die knowing that he was able to bring his sister back, heart beating and breath in her lungs. if he were to go back, he'd made the same offer time and time again if it means that his family was okay. he couldn't bring them all back, but jo has always been the heart of the siblings; the one that tether the harvelles to one another.
"if you must worry, then let me carry some of it," he whispers, dropping his hand down to her chin to give her a gentle squeeze, tilting her features to look back at his whiskey hues that looks at her from beneath the flipped backwards baseball cap. "whatever happens, you are going t' be okay. i will make sure of it."
DARK ANGEL Max + her backwards cap
