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rory needs friends.
battleust:
HE DIDN’T INTERACT with kids from outside of camp , much . this one seemed uncomfortable , but it didn’t urge any pity from the son of mars . a cigarette hung lax between his lips , brow arching toward the sun that was moving toward the west . it would be colder , soon . night . ❝ c’mon . ❞ he didn’t offer an explanation , limbs carrying him forward and in the direction of the nearest liquor store . there were freezers in there , along with an assortment of snacks and alcohol . he took a long , final drag from the vice before killing its tip against a trashcan , tossing it in after .
dark lashes tenderly kiss the fragile skin beneath his eyes, brows soon drawing closer together in a look of question— he isn’t as quite confused, and isn’t quite as concerned, AS HE IS curious. a “j o k e”, or the words he had earlier spoken that he had meant to sound like one, were anything but. in all reality, they were truthful. if he could lock himself in a goddamn chest freezer, you bet your ass he would. and so, so he follows that curiosity; he follows something IN HIS GUT, that churns like the icy waves of the a r c t i c s e a s, and makes his way after the other male— ❛ m’ rory. ❜
sunbruise:
despite what one may think , and they would think correctly , kenneth detested newcomers . never for long of course , once they were off his hands and plunging down the roaring BATTLE FIELDS OF MARS with familiarity , they were well on their way to breaking an arm or two and it was a feat that ken was free of in terms of responsibility . as the mildly astonished statement reaches him , his shoulders perked in mild annoyance , though he controlled his other fearsome characteristics . THE SNEER , perhaps , or the downward curve of his impatient frown . ❛❛ yes , very stunning . gawking comes at no cost . moving on , where’s the rest of your lot ? could have sworn there were TWO OTHER with you . ❜❜
he silently grits his teeth, pearly whites grinding against pearly whites for only just a moment— blue hues flashing with a glimpse of s o m e t h i n g even he himself could not describe. for where there was annoyance, there was also amusement; and he did not believe such A WORD existed to explain both at once. he didn’t want to say he could read this guy { like a book }, because he couldn’t, but ... rory could tell SOME THINGS; for one, this guy ... was n o t going to be pleasant unless he wanted to be. and getting him to want to be? well, he might as well start pulling those SAME TEETH he just grinded, ‘cause that was going to be easier than this.
❛ josh and alexa, yeah ... they’re— WHO KNOWS. ❜
8/ i watched jerome come back in g/g/g/g/oth/am and it was good shit, and now i wanna re-establish my broose.
i attempted 2 get up and do something productive on any of my blogs buT MY HEAd huRTS SO BAD so im gonna indulge in my s/tar tr/e/k obsession as of late and read some fanfic bc im bored.
rory’s aesthetic is BASICALLY BIRBS, bears, wolves, deers/fawns/stags, and foxes as well as a lot of fucking snow, ice, pale skin, and red lips. rORY’S AESTHETIC IS BASICALLY SNOW WHITE. THIS BOY WON’T ADMIT IT BUT HE WOULD FUCKING BE COVERED IN BIRDS IF HE ALLOWED IT.
I return from a birthday party and I'm so tired and my head hurts frogive me if I don't get to my IMS/ASKS right away!!
healglow:
❛ DO YOU EVER GET TIRED OF ASKING QUESTIONS ? ❜ he was the summer’s sun , cruel and unforgiving , a foil to the other boy’s demeanor , with lips pursed and hands in fists at his sides.
❛ apparently not, must be a fuckin’ masochist. ❜ a roll of icy hues, and rory rests pointed chin into the heel of his palm; elbow planted solidly on the table before him, a bowl of soup { untouched }– steaming before the young man.
hc: rory comes from that $$$$$$$ his grandpa was a highly successful banker, and has no hesitance when it comes to spending money on his daughter and rory. he’s spent money for himself, his wife ( rory’s grandmother ), his daughter ( rory’s mom ) and rory himself, to go visit russia and his grandmother’s family there: which includes several of his mother’s, aunts and uncles, cousins and their children. he also bough rory’s first car at fifteen! it wasn’t anything special, it was a run of a mill, first car you give to a kid because you know he’s gonna crash it at least once. but overall what im getting at, is rory is well taken care of, and travels quite a lot. he’s also had a good education resulting in his second language being russian, though most was taught to him by his grandmother who spoke it as her first language.
he doesn’t like it here— the air is thick with heat and humidity, and though he can survive in this environment ... he does not thrive. for where { he thrives }, is in the wilds of tongass, in the bustling urban setting of minneapolis, or even the summers in ottowa. for at least they came TO AN END, in turn rewarding him with blankets of snow, and shards of ice hung meticulously from the gutters of homes for miles to come. it was there, he truly glowed. but here? here he looked maybe even miserable. he’d grow used to the climate in the next few days, but { as a new arrival }, he finds himself dreading ever coming this far south.
❛ lock me in a chest freezer for five hours and i’ll be “right as rain”, or whatever. ❜
/ @battleust ♥’d this post for a starter !
make yourself a force to be reckoned with
when u cant come up w/ anything to make as starters so the pressure builds and makes writing impossible and you’re just: welp fuck this.
𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰—
under heavy co, established march 24th ; percy jackson / mythology original character.