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MOODBOARD [[ROWAN COLLIER]]: 1/?
“Me? I’m not scared of anything. ...except maybe spiders. But I mean, they have eight legs and a million eyes. They’re a freak of nature!”
ffssloan:
sloan wasn’t one that frequented the library but he was looking for a particular book for some inspiration. he glanced over at the other, holding the bag of chips in his hand. “it’s not munchies. cheetos.” with a nod he tried to shove the bag into his pocket. “i know that. i just stopped at the gas station before and forgot to leave it in the car.”
“Oh, even better. Cheese fingers all over the books.” Rowan gave a small chuckle. “Not a big deal. We here at the library have a three strike rule. Just don’t let the big boss catch you. She gets pretty pissy.” She shrugged. “I’m totally kidding, by the way. ...about the three strike rule, at least.”
ccrinne:
“oh my god, i’m sorry. somehow i think i must have missed that!” corinne shook her head and stood up to put the remnants of her sandwich and drink in the bin. she gestured back at her open laptop. “i’m honestly really sorry. just trying to get some work done and got carried away, i guess.”
“Honestly, I don’t care. It’s the big boss that does, and if I let it slide, she gets pretty pissed and my paycheck goes out the window. So, I’ve got to be the food Nazi sometimes.” She gave the other girl a small smile. “I get that way sometimes. ...I’m sort of a nerd and end up here on my days off most of the time.”
arielle-davenport:
“No need to apologize. I’m the same way,” Ari grinned. “I know it was also kind of random. Sometimes I just blurt things out without really knowing what I’m saying.”
Rowan pulled her hair back into the elastic that was around her wrist and gave a small smile. “It’s okay. I should probably start asking before I snap, too. Common courtesy and everything. I’m Rowan, by the way.”
reyesmaritza:
It was hot, the car they shared was yet again once more in the shop and Maritza had spent the entire day doing her absolute least favorite thing — job interviews — so it was probably could go without saying but the girl was extremely grumpy. So grumpy in fact that not even the sight of her best friend up ahead as Maritza approached home did even the smallest thing to up her spirit a bit — or at least it didn’t until she was within earshot and heard Rowan’s monologue of conflict. One leg bent to place a foot on the bottom step as Maritza leaned against the railing a bit, arms crossing lightly over her chest, eyebrow perking upwards as she waited for the other to turn around. “Gee, I betcha wish you’d listened to me when I suggested we hide a spare key right about now, dontcha?” If the gloat wasn’t evident in her tone it was definitely obvious by the smirking grin on her lips. Boy did she love being right.
It was almost like she could hear Maritza’s voice now as she stood there talking to herself. ‘I told you so.’ But-oh wait. With a sigh, she turned her head and sure enough, there was her best friend with that stupid smug grin on her face. “Go ahead. Keep talking, Reyes. See what happens.” With a sigh, she moved towards the other girl and crossed her arms. “I know what happens to places that have spare keys. People like past Rowan that live on the streets break in when they know people are gone, and take a nap on the couch. Now, I don’t know about you, but I don’t want any street rat sleeping on my couch without my permission.”
“Hey, uh...sorry to burst your bubble, but I’ve got to ask you to take the munchies outside.” Rowan pointed to a sign that hung above their heads. “No food or drink besides water in the library. Books and technology don’t mix well with crumbs and sticky liquids.”
imakehimwannasin:
victoria was overjoyed by the lack of crowd in the theater this time. seeing wonder woman the first time was a drag, because everyone was squished up together. she decided to treat herself with her favorite candy and a large popcorn. the “no man’s land” scene was approaching, and she couldn’t hold her excitement in. “oh my god, i love this scene.” she whispered to the stranger besides her, and popped a popcorn into her mouth, her eyes glued to the screen.
There was something special about going to a movie in the middle of the night that brought Rowan joy. Maybe it was the fact that there were no children around to spoil the atmosphere, or maybe it was just the quiet of the crowd compared to the buzz of people at a matinee. But she was happily watching the movie till the person next to her made a comment. Glancing over, she gave a small smile. “Already seen it, hm?”
arielle-davenport:
“I know this is gonna sound, like, super weird, but could I art you?” Arielle said before realizing she made no sense. “Like…um, draw you or photograph you and stuff…you know…art.” She gave a sheepish grin as she tried to explain herself. “You’ve got such a beautiful face, and your bone structure is, just, wow.”
Rowan glanced up from her laptop and looked over at the girl speaking to her. She took a deep breath and shook her head. “...sorry. I’m more comfortable behind the camera, not in front of it.” She shrugged. “You’re a better person than I am, though. I just sort of...snap away. Kudos for asking.”
simplyxelena:
A sigh escaped Elena’s lips as she toyed with the design mockup on her laptop. Her boss had asked her to have a number of mockups ready by tomorrow afternoon so that she could choose the one she liked most and show that to the client. No doubt taking all the credit. Clicking and unclicking the layers on her photoshop, she couldn’t decide if she wanted the accent wall to be a solid painted color or a nice patterned wallpaper. “Which one do you prefer?” She asked the person sitting next to her in the coffee shop. “Solid plum color or a pattern?”
Rowan had been staring at the same photo on her laptop for nearly twenty minutes now, and her eyes were beginning to cross. Something was off about it, though she couldn’t quite place exactly what was needed to bring it up to par with the rest. With a sigh, she took her glasses off and rubbed her eyes before hearing the voice of someone asking her a question. Placing her glasses back on, she looked at the computer of the other person, contemplating her answer for a moment. “Solid plum. I’m not a huge fan of wallpaper. Paint is easy to change if you decide down the line it doesn’t work for you. But wallpaper? It’s a bitch to get off. It’s too permanent.”
xavierlawson:
“I have seriously overestimated my ability to be a functional human today. Between taking off on the wrong side of the road and nearly causing a deadly collision, locking my keys in my car, and almost losing my wallet, and green card, at a Starbucks, I would say I definitely deserve a drink to get over this messy day. Care to join me?”
“I left my keys at the library the other day. Walked the three miles home before I realized I didn’t have them. Had to shimmy my way up the drain pipe to get in and wait for my roommate to bribe her to get my keys for me. One can only do the three miles back and forth so many times before they just say fuck it.” Rowan shrugged. “I’m not usually one to drink on a week night, but sure. Why the hell not?”
Have you had your first kiss?
I have. I was eleven and in a foster family and had a crush on one of the other kids. I didn’t last very long in that house when they saw us kissing behind the swing set outside one day. He got adopted by the family though. Lucky him. Apparently I was corrupting him.
Are you artistic?
I have an eye for photography, but that’s about it. I can’t do much with drawing or painting. But if you consider a good eye as being artistic, sure.
asmodeus, baal, lamia
asmodeus: on whom do you want revenge and how would you take it?
Getting deep are we, eh? Well, I suppose it’d come as a surprise to people when I say I don’t believe in revenge. I believe in karma. So, one way or the other, people will get what they deserve.
baal: if you were a god, how would you prefer to be worshipped?
Chocolate. Give me all the chocolate.
lamia: how do you feel about children?
I mean, they can be cute sometimes. When they’re quiet and not all boogery and germ infested.
Do your worst.
lix tetra, verrith
lix tetrax: if you could travel by wind, where would you go?
Anywhere and everywhere. I’d love to see the world and all the beauty it holds.
verrith: are you a patient or impatient person?
I am possibly the world’s most impatient person. I’m the type of person that swears under their breath in the supermarket if someone isn’t walking quickly enough. And if you stop in the middle of the aisle? Forget about it. Someone’s going to hear about it.
Ask me about my demons.
lilith: what was your biggest rebellion against authority? why did you do it? raum: do you have a tendency to hoard anything? if so, what? jezebel: talk about a time you used your sexuality to get your way mephistopheles: have you ever helped a loved one destroy themselves? verrier: do you find yourself disobeying or obeying most authority? asmodeus: on whom do you want revenge and how would you take it? baal: if you were a god, how would you prefer to be worshipped? lamia: how do you feel about children? lucifer: what are you most proud of? sonneillon: do you hate anyone? batibat: talk about the worst nightmare you have ever had abaddon: what person, place, or thing have you most wanted to destroy? belias: do you gossip? abraxas: do you believe in any higher power? if so, what? ornias: talk about a time where you felt drained of energy lix tetrax: if you could travel by wind, where would you go? astaroth: have you ever falsely accused someone? carreau: do you consider yourself compassionate or harsh to others? why? leviathan: what do you believe lies in the unexplored areas of the ocean? belphigor: if you could pick 3 forms to shapeshift into, what would they be? azazel: talk about a time when you were falsely blamed for something mammon: when were you most greedy? for what? verrith: are you a patient or impatient person? pythius: out of all the lies you have ever told, which is your favorite? berith: do you often argue with others?
ffssloan:
it took a moment for sloan to recall the last interaction with the other but he smiled when he thought about running into her when he was done shooting pictures on the beach. he lifted a hand to wave as he got closer. “that’s me. camera guy.” he half smiled. “mixing those drinks is a lot of trouble. it’s too hot to drink them without ice. i’m not sure what the tent is providing.” he kneeled down next to her. “that’s something to warm you up. it’s definitely already warm outside.”
“Trouble. The tent is providing trouble.” She chuckled and leaned back on one arm. “Trouble in the form of liquid courage and bad decisions.” Taking another sip of the beer, she remembered that Sloan had wanted to see some of her photos. “Oh!” She grabbed for her camera that was laying next to her and handed it to him. “Figured there’d be some great photo-ops tonight so I have this with me. You’re more than welcome to scroll through the photos if you want. They’re not edited yet or anything, but there’s a few good shots in there.”