Secret life of Trees

[intoxfolklorex]

Open to males 25+ (please do not like my starters. please read my rules and her bio before replying. small town girl who moved to the big city and is now back.)

Daisy now owned this house. That was one of the only thoughts running through her mind as she looked over the house. Of course she had looked over everything and there was nothing she could do about owning it yet. The biggest problem being that the place was clearly falling apart and no one was going to buy it looking like this. Really Daisy just wanted to be done with this place and go back to New York. Hearing the door open Daisy turned around, catching sight of the man. “Look… I know you’re supposedly handy. How much do I need to fix this up to get it off my hands?”

[selcouthturtlerp]

There had been a weirdness in Antony's tone when he demanded his help that early in the morning. Sure Dylan had let him know when he'd picked up his new position that he could still help out from time to time when his old team was really slammed, but he hadn't been prepared for a call to come through this soon, or that urgently. He was prepared to call his old boss out on his bullshit, when a text came through with the address and the line went dead. "Prick" he'd thought to himself as his eyes read over the address. It wasn't until this moment, when he was standing in front of the dark haired woman that he slowly began to put the pieces together.

"I guess you could say that..." he started as she continued. "I mean a little hard to say without really getting a look at the entire thing. It's got a decent structure. Probably just needs a little TLC. Why are you selling it?"

[matchesburnt]

open to : m ( if romantic ! ) f / nb !

plot : delilah is the v sheltered daughter of a crime lord think via the god father vibes . she is very sheltered and doesn't get out much ! your muse could be a friend , boyfriend , assigned guard , one of her dad's workers whatever !

" oh my god . will you loosen up for five minutes ? he won't even know i was gone ! " she was so sick of being babysat , of not being able to go out and live her life without a constant shadow lingering beside her . " i just want to live for like three hours and then i'll climb back into my room like this is some stupid fairytale and i'm locked in a tower . sound good ? "

[selcouthturtlerp]

If an eye roll was audible, Rook felt with an unavoidable certainty that his would have woken half the house as he listened to her beg for some time away from the grounds. The kind of request that she had to know would land them both in deep water if he obliged and they got caught. For a second he considered playing hurt, that she'd ever put him in that position. Play to her guilt, and follow orders like a good little soldier. Fortunately for her, his own guilt was already starting to corrode . He knew all too well the feeling of being locked away like an animal in a cage and the more she'd begged the more she'd start to wear him down. "Where are you even thinking of running off too? Do you have any sort of plan? Or are we just putting ourselves at risk for the hopes of one?"

[sunliights]

open to anyone. muse: noemia gomez. 21 years old. bisexual. she/her. public relations student. plot: i am unfortunately a sucker for “kissing practice” that escalates to making out with a little too much interest. and escalates. and escalates. lil added bonus if your muse is femme would maybe noemia would like to kiss a girl for first time.

"can we just... do this? i already feel ridiculous about asking..." noemia is knelt on her bed with her expectant gaze trained raptly on them, unwilling to look away. if she does then she might never look back. "just... kiss me, please."

[selcouthturtlerp]

This was not what Liam had been expecting when he'd gotten her text saying that she wanted to try something. More often than not, when he got messages like that, it was about one of his other variety of services. Services that usually came in the form of dime bags, or even the occasional one night stand with those of whom clearly wanted a way out of paying for product. All she was asking for now was a kiss? Was this a trap? He'd run into Noemia a few times before and she never really seemed like the type? Either way his time for questioning seemed up. Not that he'd gotten further than a simple 'you want me to what?' followed by another hurried explanation. "I mean I don't know about ridiculous. We all gotta start somewhere.." He started as he crossed the room, dropping his bag on the floor and awkwardly sat himself down on the bed beside her. A point made to close the space sooner rather than later, until he was barely brushing knees with hers. "Do you want me to like count to three or something?"

[quiteburied]

open to: m / f / nb plot: my   muse,   blake,   and   yours   dated   (on   and   off   again,   toxic,   or   committed)   but   blake   didn't   know   your   muse   was   in   crime-related   activites   during   that   time.   it   wasn't   until   your   muse   got   arrested   and   was   sent   to   prison   for   her   to   realize   that.   they   haven't   spoken   in   a   long   time,   but   blake   lost   all   source   of   income   and   had   to   resort   to   stripping   to   pay   the   bills.   now   your   muse   finds   themselves   sitting   in   blake's   section   at   the   strip   club,   ready   to   reconnect (age gap welcomed)

         "   what   the   hell   do   you   think   you're   doing   in   my   section   ?   "

[selcouthturtlerp]

'In the long run, prison's gonna be a speeding ticket.' Those were the last words Thompson had said to him before he was booked and hauled of for what felt like a lifetime. In reality it'd been 4 short years, which was nothing in comparison to what it could of been. What is was supposed to be. He'd been told his best bet was to start fresh. Avoid old patterns. Last he'd checked, Blake hadn't been a stripper when he'd been booked. Pattern avoided. "I told the hostess I had a type. That gonna be a problem?" Jesse asked, never one for keeping a straight face long.

[blindpearls-deactivated20240802]

open to: anyone.

based on: plot linked in source! this could either be the first ever meeting or the first time y/m asked her about the boss.

muse info: mercy morales, 27, waitress in a shitty small town.

“You don’t gotta worry ‘bout me, sugar, I promise. He just..” Bright eyes shift towards the back of the diner—the kitchen where her boss stood—and Mercy shrugs her shoulders. “He’s like that. Believe it or not, this is him in a good mood.”

[selcouthturtlerp]

It hadn't always been obvious. In fact for the majority of his life he'd even go as far to say he'd had a kind of warped sense of right and wrong. Could recall moments he wouldn't mind going back and pummeling the person he was to a pulp, kind of like he wanted to do now to the man he was staring down at the back of the diner. He didn't know this girl from Adam, but Rhett was fighting for his life to not curl his fingers around his silverware so as not to seem quite so threatening.

"Something tells me, he doesn't get much prettier when he's in a bad mood. Tell me the pay here at the very least shines out his ass? Or he's got the voice of an angel that compels the staff here to put up with that kinda shit? With hopes he disappears when American Idol season rolls back around."

[kiingdomforakiss]

Sometimes she didn't know what she saw in Luca, but at other times, all her heart did was miss him. Maya was trying her hardest to keep her composure, but she knew that there was something else that was going on. She just needed to get him to actually say it. He was someone that Maya truly loved. She still loved him, but it was something she was really trying to push out of her mind.

"Biochem?" Maya repeated as she let out a small giggle before she covered her mouth. "Luca, I'm not even taking biochem." She said in a soft tone as she looked up at him, taking a deep breath to try and compose herself. "I'm sorry for snapping." She responded as she ran her fingers through her hair. "I just wasn't expecting to see you." She admitted before she took a step back. "I just want to know what you are doing here, Luca." Honestly, Maya was hoping; praying; that he was going to say he was here for her, but she didn't need to get her hopes up. She knew Luca better, she was sure that he wasn't going to say anything like that.

[selcouthturtlerp]

The giggle. That damn giggle. It's what had started all of this in the first place. He'd had a soft spot for it, since the first time it'd graced his ears what now felt like eons ago. It was hard to remember much of his life from before Maya came into it. And when he could, it was the kind of place he felt was better left in the past anyways. But they'd created their own history since then. One with vastly different ups and downs, but in some ways felt even more devastating.

He'd made a mission since the day they'd met to often times be the cause of that very giggle, but now he couldn't shake the insecurity that she was laughing at him instead of because of him. "I mean everyone's gotta start somewhere right. I just you know... figured I'd start with something really hard to get my head back in the school game and all that." He didn't even believe a word coming out his mouth, so why he expected her to, was beyond him. But the apology caught him off guard. Lowered some of his defenses even just a tad as she soothed those insecurities with a tone that felt painfully sweet. "I'm serious. I really am here for something school related. But I would be lying if I said, that it wasn't halfway across campus and showing up here... may have been a bit of muscle memory."

[luckydime]

open to: anyone !

“i just came to reiterate what would happen if you ever mention to anyone," her eyes darted down the hell, ensuring no one was within ear shot, "what happened between us. i can't have that getting out."

[selcouthturtlerp]

The way only moments ago he was ready to rugby tackle his roommate out of the way to try and make sure he wasn't nearly as late to work as he already was now seemed like a distant memory as he stared down at the girl before him. Hinted threats hanging in the air like mandarins on a vine he wanted to reach out and pick. Yet somehow he doubted they'd be anywhere near as sweet as the memory she was now referring to.

"I don't know what you mean. Couldn't even fathom what it is we're not telling anyone. I promise you're not the only one whose gotten yacked on down at The Den. Or are you referring to the night of passion that followed when we went back to my place?"

[kiingdomforakiss]

Maya pinched the bridge of her nose when she heard his tone. "What the actual fuck is your issue?" She asked as she turned to face him as she shook her head. "You know exactly what I meant. Do not start acting like this, Luca." She said as she took a step closer to him. "Just tell me the truth. What are you even doing here? I know you aren't taking classes. We've discussed you in college and if I remember correctly, your exact words were 'nah that's not for me.' Or am I mistaken?" Maya asked as she looked to him.

[selcouthturtlerp]

Her command to stop acting the way he was wasn't helpful. In fact if anything it sank into him like a challenge. One that he had absolutely no business taking on. Why? Because in reality, she was right. Those were the exact words he'd spewed out over and over, every time they broached the subject. The same defense he leaned on all to hide the fact that he was terrified that one day she was going to realize that he had absolutely nothing to offer. As if that wasn't going to be just as obvious when he pushed her away and she'd somehow realize that she really hadn't lost anything.

"My issue? I'm not the one freaking out, because we're breathing the same air. Its not that big a school. And maybe... Maybe I finally decided to give it a shot. Maybe I'm here for..." his mind was racing at a mile a minute. Hadn't he just decided that this was a lie he didn't want to go with?? "This room right here for my... " His heart sank when he peaked through the glass to grab the name of the course that just so happen to be written up on a board. "My biochemistry course."

[kiingdomforakiss]

open to males, f & nb || based on: [x] || maya beckett, 21, psychology student

Maya had truly not expected to see her ex standing outside her class. She had been talking to a fellow classmate about the paper she needed to write before she stopped midsentence.

She let out a groan as she walked up to them, giving them a confused look. "What the actual fuck are you doing here?" She asked as she crossed her arms across her chest. "You made it pretty clear that we were broken up."

[selcouthturtlerp]

Call him the king of bad timing, but it wasn't lost on Luca how this looked. He was far from the college type so how was he supposed to explain exactly what he was doing on campus in the middle of the day. For a moment he contemplated a lie. Tell her he picked something up like art history but he thought better of it when his mind played out every lie that would have to follow. He could tell her something simple, he'd found someone new and was just waiting for them to get out. But what if she wanted to wait with him? Any option somehow felt better than the truth and yet there he was psyching himself out of all of them.

"Holy shit! News to me. I wasn't aware you were the only person to go to school here. My bad. Were all these other people aware? Should probably let 'em know, there isn't enough room for all of them and your entitlement." Because sass was clearly his best option? Luca knew he'd be kicking himself for it, as each bout of arrogance slid past his lips.

[selcouthturtlerp]

And it isn’t all your fault

But some of it is

And some of it’s mine

And some of it’s just bad timing

And shitty circumstances

I wish Amazon were less evil

I wish climate change were a hoax

Wish I didn’t have to be sad as fuck

To write my funniest jokes

I wish you would someday forgive me

I swear I was trying my best

And I know it wasn’t an option

But I wish we coulda stayed friends

[isabellaa96]

"Some feelings are like old familiar friends. Depression is like that for me. When I’m not in it I don’t remember it. I remember its bad. I remember the darkness but it’s… different to feel it again. It’s the difference between remembering what a room looks like, and actually walking through the door. Being inside it again. Feeling it.

When the episode starts, it can be slow at first. An intrusive thought, “I don’t wanna be here” but then it’s gone. You bat it away like a fly or a bad smell. When it hits you fully though, when you’re really in it, its everything. It’s who you are, you’re nothing else. On the outside, you look the same, smiling and pretending is so much work, but inside, it’s a different story. You start to hate yourself. You’re so alone, so unbelievably alone. And you can be with someone you love. But you’re not really with them. We think we know what’s going on with other people, but we don’t. You never really know what’s going on inside someone else’s head. Everyone is fighting a battle you can’t see. We all have blind spots.

And you know it’s you. It’s something wrong with you, and it’s also exhausting. So goddamn shitty and exhausting, and it’s helpless. It’s a void, and existing takes so much energy, you want to sink into a hole of nothing where no one talks to you and you don’t have to smile or talk or be. Anyway, it’s familiar. I’ve been here before, gotten out of it before, but the getting out part becomes the room that you remember but aren’t in. and that’s what’s scary."

-Marcus Baker-

[selcouthturtlerp]

This gif pack is a work in progress! In it you’ll find #69 gifs of Benjamin Wadsworth in various Vimeo Uploads. It’s been a while so I’m posting what I’ve got. Please don’t mind the discoloration in some of these. I tried my best! All these gifs were made by me so please don’t claim them as your own. Link for the gifs can be found in the source. Will update as more gifs are made. Enjoy! 

[selcouthturtlerp]

So I finished my Tell Me Lies pack but I’m indecisive about posting it because it’s my first pack and SHY. HOWEVER might I offer you instead a pack of rare Ben gifs? Would anyone even want that? Lemme know! 

[hithewalls]

ARCHIE  RENAUX   the  greatest  beer  run  ever

[hithewalls]

ARCHIE  RENAUX   the  greatest  beer  run  ever

[selcouthturtlerp]

little samples from my gif hunt. I think tis coming along nicely.

[disappearer-exe]

DREW | TELL ME LIES (2022)

(SEASON 1, EP01-03)