#celestiel

[thewestofheaven]

had to do that meme with cas n cel… they r ride or die. Mostly die(ing!!!! For each other!!!)

[fantasmaz-arc]

“ what’s up with your arm ? ”                   @celestiel

billy looks up from his current project   :   scribbling his best recreation of the d.r.i. logo into the side of his cast. pink markers don’t look too good over neon green. it’s turning into a shitty brown and bleeding through all the gauze. he nods his head towards a red cardigan sitting at a table across the cafeteria                   “       ivan drago   over there went all jock bastard last night       ...       ”   something gets mumbled through clenched teeth, but it’s said with enough passion that there’s no way it wasn’t a scathing insult. something creative and equally gross. he hunches back over his cast, now moving on to writing   ‘ thrash zone ’   across the back. eyes dart back up to liv, then back down to his cast   :   “       i told him i had sex with his mom and he   totally   flipped out.   sensitive prick.       ”

[flashfall]

         @celestiel​  ( uchiha sasuke )          /                lyric sc                 /                   x

                                   〝   i know it’s not your fault .  〞

[bentrulearchived]

            fez  groans  instinctively  when  a  pounding  came  from  his  bedroom  door,    rolling  onto  his  stomach  and  burying  his  face  into  his  pillow.        he  knows  that  he  has    APPROXIMATELY FIVE SECONDS    between  the  knock  and  the  dialogue  and  the  nonconsensual  busting  into  his  room,    so  when  liv  announces  herself,    he  takes  the  opportunity  to  sit  up.        (    ash  has  been  trained  well,    but  he’s  putty  in  liv’s  hands.        no  matter  how  many  times  fez  tells  him  to  not  let  her  bitchass  in  the  house  uninvited,    he  somehow  gets  coerced  to  do  so  anyways.    )        he’s  on  the  edge  of  his  bed,    legs  hanging  over  the  side  in  cookie  monster  pajama  pants  and  a  hole  in  the  heel  of  his  left  sock.          ❝    i  ain’t  naked,    jeez.        can’t  a  man  get  two  fuckin’  seconds  of  peace  around  here?    ❞          his  head  is  dropped  between  his  shoulders,    swayed  side  to  side  in  a  disapproving  gesture,    but  like  ashtray,    HE CAVES AND MEETS HER PREDICTABLE EYES.          ❝    i’on  have  nothin’,    liv.        waitin’  for  the  next  delivery,    so  you’re    shit  outta  luck.    ❞

@celestiel​

[yoakkemae-archived]

#saved. #✩. threads » itachi. #....... #............. #ah yes i see why u are called satan now #:D #i'm #i #so unwell actually reading this was mistake but i did read it like three times in so unwell oh god what the FUCK #WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!! #WHAT THEBFUFKXKXKKXKXKXKXKXKXKXKXKXKXKKXKXKXKXKXKXKXKKX #URGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ah, yes, music to my ears.

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[loetise]

shes a ten but she thinks she can fix him

she's a ten but, accepting  ˎˊ˗

she can fix him that’s why she’s a ten

[heartsbreaking-moved]

* @celestiel​ sent “please tell me you didn’t eat that.” from willie

billy stopped chewing, horror instantly scrawled across his face. “why shouldn’t i have eaten it?” he asked, mouth still full of what he PRESUMED was perfectly normal and relatively safe chicken. it wasn’t hot, but it looked perfectly safe. although safe was debatable considering he was more than willing to eat twinkies, gas station hot dogs and even a bug (on a dare for $15 dollars of course). he held the food in his mouth while he waited expectantly for willie to explain.

[gcldess]

@celestiel​ liked this. / ino

                    sooga   village   has   always   had   visitors   ,   but   most   of   them   were   accidents.   no   one   who   ever   intended   to   stay   ;   those   who   stopped   in   ,   confused   or   lost   ,   to   make   a   dollar   off   the   trusting   villagers.   the   ninja   are   like   this    —    passing   through   ,   whispers   in   the   wind   ,   here   to   drop   a   coin   on   food   and   lodgings   only   to   disappear   after   they'd   had   their   rest.   sooga   is   welcoming   ,   always   ,   but   to   these   visitors   more   than   usual.   ninja   dot   their   own   village   of   course   ,   though   their   purpose   is   defense.   they   are   not   sent   out   to   other   villages   or   nation   states   on   missions.   if   they   wish   to   join   the   war   ,   theirs   is   to   emigrate   ,   join   a   larger   place   with   soldiers   and   an   army.

                    despite   their   relatively   pacifist   ways   ,   there   is   comradery   with   those   who   travel   for   their   countries.   a   free   meal   ,   a   discounted   stay.   an   open   ear   ,   should   they   want   it.   

                    at   the   very   least   ,   there   is   a   DEDICATED   eye.   

                    like   the   many   on   this   newcomer   ,   though   they   are   under   lashes   and   through   mirrors.   it   is   hard   to   be   hidden   in   such   a   close-knit   village   ,   where   the   oldest   have   at   some   point   fed   the   youngest   their   bottles.   pucca   can't   blame   them   ;   she's   just   as   curious.   with   bowls   of   hot   jajangmyeon   held   between   her   hands   ,   her   curiosity   might   be   a   little   LESS   off   putting.   or   ,   more   forgivable.

                    pucca   smiles   as   she   sets   the   bowl   down   on   the   table   ,   trying   to   put   her   finger   on   why   this   woman   looks   so   FAMILIAR.   she's   never   seen   anyone   like   her.   certainly   she'd   remember    —    pucca   never   forgets   a   face   ,   nor   does   anyone   else   in   this   town. 

                    “   on   the   house   ,   ”   pucca   says   ,   voice   low   and   brittle.