#dontparty

[rctqueen-blog]

                      ❛        MIND BUMMING  me  a  cig  . . .  and  a  light  ?  If  you  couldn’t  tell  by  my lack  of  preparation  I’m  trying  to  quit  ,  and  failing .         ❜   //    @dontparty​ ♥︎’d !!    ( still accepting !! )

[oceanteeth-blog]

       ❛   IT’S  NOT  LIKE   i’m  asking  you  to  accompany  me  in  robbing  a  bank .    just  . . .  a  good  deed  that’s  not  currently  legal .   big  difference .   ❜     @dontparty

[stcrmxn-blog]

Y

Y - Spirit medium and desperate ghost AU

“You said--! You said I’d come back like you! You told me if I believed, I’d come back, and I did, Party Poison! I believed every word you said, I was devoted! What happened?!”

Jet Star looms over Party, hovering and wavering in and out of this astral plane. He pulls at his own hair, translucent eyes boring into Party’s. 

“What happened to me, Party?!”

[stcrmxn-blog]

“Keeping my end of the deal is boring. It’s more fun to change things up at the last minute. Keeps Everyone on their toes!”

“That’s not how it works, Teo, we’re past that now. No turning back, baby, you’re as deep in this as I am.”

Axel paces around the empty locker room, running a hand through his hair. He laughs at the idea of Teo bailing now, after everything he’s done for him. Axel brings his smile to Teo, and he shakes his head. “No,” He murmurs, and he walks towards Teo.

“You’re not allowed to bail out now, Teo. I can’t let you.”

[stcrmxn-blog]

dontparty replied to your post: Y

um… mcwhat the fuck

im paying myself back for shooting party in the face :3c

[stcrmxn-blog]

S

S- Stalker and victim AU

He convinced himself it wasn’t stalking for the first few months. Information gathering, he said. Knowing the enemy, he reasoned. Learning about how to get out of the city, he rationalized. But when Axel finds himself in Teo’s apartment lobby, he figures that the term stalking might be more appropriate.

Axel had managed to craft his own lock picking kit, but if the worst case scenario should arise, he had a flat head screwdriver to tackle the hinges with. He sits in the lobby with a magazine, and when he sees Teo go up to his apartment, he waits for another half hour before going up to follow him.

The lock is laughably easy to pick. Axel enters the room, smiling at the thrill of being in his house. “Knock knock,” Axel says, twirling the screwdriver in his hand as he closes and locks the door behind him. “I know it’s rude to come in like this, but it is just as rude to ignore my calls, dear.”

[honeywick]

@dontparty ♡

‘ why  does  it  have  to  say  BOTH ?   how  is  killing  people  not  enough  for  you ? ’ 

[liliana-anna-varga-blog]

new year's ignorance

So, in the days leading up to new year's I had this awful feeling that you just simply HAD to party. I tried and tried to ignore the fact that with or without you, I am going to have to eventually face the festivities. This completely prevented me from coming up with any decent plans for the night. We ended up staying at our place until midnight, when we bowed to the Spanish tradition and ate 12 grapes. MAN. 12 grapes in one minute is tough! I thought I wasn't going to be able to swallow that much. Well, I was, and I am happy to announce that none of our waters broke and we didn't birth any babies either. I will not bore you with the rest of the night, because really, there is nothing much to report. Except maybe for the crazy people on the subway singing, which I will share in a new post. However, this morning is going awesome so far. I made a huge eggs-chorizo casserole which tastes great. When I'm visiting you guys I'll make one for you too. Moral of the story: you don't have to party if you don't feel like it, and it's perfectly OK to miss your best friend and cry about it. Love, Lilcsó