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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Three Goblin Art
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Stranger Things

Discoholic 🪩

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art blog(derogatory)
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@sixwaterylane
That pout
#gdi this is so aesthetically pleasing
Cred: @shelbydingle
are you still alive???
Barely tbh
Did you know that madness sets you free?
cred: @allthelonelyplaces via @johnsheiby
Fanfiction Club: The Rules
This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.
Part 2: “I want you to write me a fanfic.”
Some words to follow
Lord Pity Us
This served as a draft/inspo for Rooftop Blues. I personally liked Rooftop Blues more but this came out as a neat little half story on its own. Lemme know what you think xx
You sat on the rooftop next to Ada, smoking your way through a pack of cigarettes and drinking your way through a bottle of whiskey. The winter air was cold and sharp, it cut through the thick fur blanket you'd wrapped around yourselves with ease but you didn't mind.
"Do you think money corrupts you Ada?" You ask, blowing out a lungful of smoke through your teeth.
It was funny, you thought, how all deep questions are asked in the nighttime.
"Your asking me that - of all people." She laughed, grabbing the cigarette from your fingers. You smiled at that - of course, Ada the communist's wife.
"Not really the money though is it." You continued "Ye hand a man who lives in a tribe in the wilderness a million pounds and it won't mean anything to 'im. You give 'im power over every other person in that tribe and then that's when you see the corruption right?"
"Hmm..hypothetically yes." Ada said lighting another one. You watched the cherry of the smoke dance as she talked around it. It took you back to the days when you and Ada did this almost every night. Your mind wondered to memories of your youth.
"How long 'ave we been friends ay?" You said resting your head lightly on her shoulder.
"We practically came outta the womb holdin' hands." She chuckled, laying her head on top of yours.
"We ain't like we was." It came out as a whisper but the night was silent and Ada straightened as she heard it. You were sure that the alcohol must have loosened your tongue because you never would have said it sober.
"You dated my brother. Not one a the nice ones neither." Her lilting voice held a slight edge.
"Tommy's Tommy and I love him for it."
"I fucking hate him for it. Coulda chosen any other guy, ye still got men at yer feet. Ye chose 'im though. Over me. Over better judgement. Fuck, even Pol told you to watch out."
"Could say that about you and Freddie though ey."
"Mm." She murmured. "You an' me two a the same,"
"Lord pity us."
Wear A Red Dress
Cred: @kevrin
Power.
Iconic Shot.
Grace Opinion??
Rooftop Blues
A little ditty about some Shelby conflict. I got a prompt not too long ago about an ‘Ada vs Tommy’ fight and I wrote a few versions. This is one of them, I hope you all enjoy xx
It was always calm on the Shelby roof. You smiled, soft and pretty, into the big fur coat. Ada passed you the ciggie, blowing the smoke into the deep blue night. It was the kind of cold that cut through your clothes and into your skin. Neither of you minded though, you were the same that way. Wrapping your hand around the bottle of whiskey and taking a swig you asked,
"You remember Billy Walker from school?" Your voice barely above a whisper.
Opinions on Esme?
cred: @mickeyandmumbles
Everyone should reblog this - it deserves to be seen.
@isophhia ‘s gifs are the most beautiful things in the world. She's made an art out of it - truly.
//give her a follow
You make my brain clam,
my heart jump
and my prick hard.
~ Luke (Skins Gen 3)
on a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man in a dusty black coat with a red right hand
Who likes/knows Nick Cave? I saw him in concert not too long ago and he had a truly magnetic stage presence.
and there’s a woman
...a woman who I love
Cred: @mariiahelenav