a little nervous

stevie|18|she/her a tea-drinking yoga enthusiast who can be very anxious! if you've seen my cat around, please let me know! [affiliated with mamono island]

[zarglepoetry]

[steviesdemon]

zazzle-poetry:

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[wrotten]

[fastestslothalive]

[spiritscalling]

Headcanon Meme Time!

⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do

⏀ describe their usual smile

⇅ do they look up or down while thinking?

❧ describe their usual sleeping position

✑ describe something they like without naming it

✜ what’s their posture like in a normal situation?

❖ describe their hands

❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying

§ how would their hair gray? or would they lose their hair first?

❤ describe how they show affection.

✭ what is one of their favorite items?

[migas]

[steviesdemon]

migas:

(via Linda Sundblad)

[jdavisfoto]

[shutl0w]

[sneakypigeon]

[steviesdemon]

windblownpages:

Read, read, read, repeat. 

[steverigers]

you died screaming, yet the monster who took your place was silent.

you are a weapon, and weapons do not weep | h.a  (via victorystands)

[aeronanus-blog]

"I'm sorry! I really should watch where I'm walking..."

((btw thank you so much for this it really helped))

Aero had just walked out of Kahi Cafe with a large coffee when here comes Stevie. Full speed ahead, might I add. Well, maybe not full speed ahead but she crashed into her. “Hey, y flewch! Watch out!” Is all Aero could say before energizing delicious smelling, piping hot coffee was all of her top. In shock she just looked at Stevie with a mouth hanging open in awe.

[steviesdemon]

aeronanus:

While continuing to clean her shirt and hopefully leave this poor girls apartment as soon as possible she listened to her talk about her mischievous cat. “You know, I hate a cat who think they can just do whatever they want.” Aero darted her gaze at the yoga mat tearing feline and flicked her chin, shooing the cat off the mat with a small push of magic and a fluff of its coat. They didn’t much like that. “I like your yoga mat, though. I give credit to those master yogis, that’s some pretty tough stuff.”

Continuously scrubbing at her sweater, the stain was starting to lift, some. It has faded considerably, but not enough to say it was clean. Aero and the twitchy girl behind her stood in silence for maybe a few moments but it was painfully awkward, and started to feel like an eternity. Hearing a small voice behind her she turned her head, “Nice to meet you Stevie, Im Aerona Lloyd, but I go by Aero for everyone who isnt a total hard ass.” She smiled at her in an attempt to not make it as awkward, maybe she failed. She hoped not. “Oh, uh, yeah. I just moved here. Literally, like maybe a few days ago. I need to get my door fixed, though.” Aero gave nervous smile, “I stuck my car keys in my apartment lock, so I’m kind of living out of my car until I somehow fix it.”

“I, uh, I d-don’t hate him… W-we, uh, we just d-don’t get along… He’s, uh, a-a rescue s-so… I l-let him get a-away with it.” Well, that was a lie. Stevie was too nervous to do anything more than sigh at the cat, and “let him get away with it” because she had no other choice. “I, uh, I th-think his name is, uh, f-fairly fitting… Uh, h-he’s called Salem.” When Salem stopped attacking the mat, she blinked in surprise. He’d never done that before. Eyes trained on the indignant cat, she said vaguely, “I, uh... i-it’s for stress relief, m-mostly... I’m d-definitely not a m-master... I’ve actually b-been mostly out of a-action for, uh, a f-few weeks... Uh. I i-injured my shoulder...” Realising that was probably sharing too much, she lapsed into a blushing silence.

Looking down at her feet, she gave a small nod at the girl’s - no, Aero’s - introduction. “I... Uh, I o-only moved here, uh, a f-few months ago...” Giving a rueful half-laugh, Stevie added, “I m-made most of, uh, my f-friends by b-bumping into them... Or, uh, g-getting lost and a-asking for directions... M-maybe this is, uh, a-an opportunity t-to meet new people..? A-although, uh, I’d r-recommend, uh, f-fixing your lock s-sooner rather, uh, than later.” Chewing her lip in thought, she fell silent for a few seconds before asking hopefully, “A-are you, uh, o-on the first floor..? You c-could, uh, maybe climb in through the w-window.”

[steviesdemon]

How It's Made: *literally anything*

me: :o

[lacopinekitchen]

[steviesdemon]

wisconsincheese:

laxcopine:

#yesplease #cheeseplease #cheeseplate for #familytailgate (at Milwaukee, Wisconsin)

Family tailgates in Wisconsin always require a stop for Wisconsin cheese!

[zarglepoetry]

[steviesdemon]

zazzle-poetry:

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siooff

[amant-de-reves]

[steviesdemon]

amant-de-reves:

Existentialism– 8tracks playlist (listen here)

[zarglepoetry]

[steviesdemon]

zazzle-poetry:

buy here

[fichty-deactivated20190307]

[aeronanus-blog]

"I'm sorry! I really should watch where I'm walking..."

((btw thank you so much for this it really helped))

Aero had just walked out of Kahi Cafe with a large coffee when here comes Stevie. Full speed ahead, might I add. Well, maybe not full speed ahead but she crashed into her. “Hey, y flewch! Watch out!” Is all Aero could say before energizing delicious smelling, piping hot coffee was all of her top. In shock she just looked at Stevie with a mouth hanging open in awe.

[steviesdemon]

aeronanus:

As the interesting duo approached the apartment Aero snicked at herself, “See, at least she can open her door without sticking her car keys in the lock. It might take a few attempts but she can open it.” Shaking her head and getting out of her thoughts Aero saw the door was open and she had an invitation inside. First she took everything in, the furniture, the smell of cats and tea, possible ways to get out - wait. Cats. This girl had a cat! Aero felt a small smile creep its way onto her face but she persed her lips as not look like some crazy cat lady. Aero was also standing in the doorway topless, so she might as well step inside first. “Nice place, if I do say so myself. I like your cat.” Following her to the kitchen she turned on the faucet and let the water get hot. “Oh, thanks for letting me just barge in..,” A nervous chuckle involuntary came out from her throat, “What’s your name, anyways?”

“Th-the cat..? Oh! Uh, w-we, uh, we d-don’t get on…” Stevie said weakly, and as if to prove her point, Salem reappeared and began to claw at her yoga mat - her new yoga mat, shipped in from the mainland to replace the last one he’d ruined. Sigh. 

Slightly taken aback, she watched as the stranger began to just... start using her kitchen. It was disconcerting, to say the least, but she couldn’t find the words to stop her, or ask her what she was doing, so she merely gawped in silence until she was asked her name. Blushing a little and reaching up to tug at her ponytail, she said anxiously, “Uh, I-I’m... uh, S-Stevie... Stevie, uh, C-Callaghan... I haven’t s-seen you around b-before..?” She let it tail off into a question - she was fairly certain the other girl was a new resident, but not certain enough to ask upfront.