*is now trying to think how many of their muses answer to "daddy"*

seen from Malaysia
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Vietnam
seen from Egypt

seen from United States
seen from Yemen

seen from United States
seen from Germany

seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from Hong Kong SAR China

seen from Uzbekistan

seen from Canada
seen from United Kingdom
seen from China
seen from Uzbekistan
seen from United States
seen from Iraq

seen from Kyrgyzstan
seen from United States
*is now trying to think how many of their muses answer to "daddy"*
What are your favourite colours?
Adeline: Orange! Rose: Yellow is better! Adeline: Nuh-uh! Rose: Yes-huh!
[argument continues and the shift focuses elsewhere]
Kit: While the littles continue their argument about colors, I’m a green kinda person. Carson: Red, all the way. Arin: Oh yeah, definitely red, like blood red. Magda: Always had a preference for blue myself. Teagan: Is it weird that I don’t have one? Kit: A little. Teagan: Like, I don’t think I’ve ever particularly had a preference. Maybe purple, at a stretch?
OOC: Personally I’m a purple and lime green kinda guy.
MOODBOARD :: CARSON ALEXANDRA FINLEY :: FIGHTING FOR LOVE
“You and I are always going to fight for love. I am always going to drag my heart
into the ring to call you the knockout I’ve been waiting for my whole life.”
How adorable are you?
how pure are u
no lies detected
what color are you? pt 2
Frannie
Red
you are angry, aren't you. how apt. you laugh and show your teeth when you smile and never ever let your audience forget that you are dangerous, and then when your theatre clears you do not stop performing. you have not stopped in a very long time, because when you do someone is going to see you as a person instead of a pedestal, and that is not an option. when you are vulnerable again, you will be held.
Teagan
Black
tell me about isolation, beloved. tell me about loneliness in a crowd of thousands, about painting yourself deaf, about becoming something nobody can hold in their hands without it stinging. you are still breathing, out of spite or otherwise. sing with me.
Carson
White
you are a caricature of yourself. you are blank, and cruel people perceive that as purity. fangs are white, too- learn to bite. learn to rip and tear. you would benefit from finding another colour to swallow down. protect yourself. you deserve it.
Quinton
Purple
you have been used. you carry the world under your tongue, which is the safest it can be with you, and you glare at those who try to take it from you. what else are you good for, you wonder, if not being used- better than being ignored. you don't need them to tell you your own name. fight back.
inspired by (x)
To Carson, Elle, and Magda respectively: What are your most and least favourite things about Jonathan, Lucas, and Angela?
OOC: I already told you this, but you were very rude to me by giving me a six part question when I asked for easy things.
Carson: My favorite and least favorite things about Jonathan, hmm? Well, the way he looks on his knees and does what he’s told is very much a favorite. Then, least favorite. He’s almost too awkward for his own good.
Your turn Elle.
Elle: Uh...
Carson: Oh! I know what your favorite is!
Elle: Shut up.
Carson: C’mon, it’s that he’s actually daddy now. There’s no denying it, hun.
Elle: Shut. Up. Finley.
Carson: I’d say make me, but I’m not about to get into it with a pregnant woman.
Elle: CARSON!
Carson: Was this not known?
Magda: Leave her be, Carson.
Carson, grumbling: You can’t say I’m wrong, though.
Elle, sighs: Can I skip?
Magda: No.
Elle: Ugh. Fine. My favourite thing is actually how much he cares about me and the way he makes me laugh. Then, least favourite is... the bad jokes. They get so bad.
Magda: I’m going to gag now, that was so sweet.
Elle: Please, we all know you’re just as bad.
Magda: Shut up.
Elle: Sorry.
Magda: My favourite thing about Ang? Hmm. Her ass, definitely her ass. Least favourite... I can’t say, because it’s not really about her.