#fiinalgiirls

[tragedienes]

@fiinalgiirls / warren & your choice of muse but it would be really funny if it was camille ngl / random generated dialogue meme. / made with beta because i'm too lazy to switch back to legacy atm i'm sorry boo

"what a thing to say—and on my birthday!" warren scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. going for a smoke break from his own birthday party outside the bar, he didn't think they followed him out there so he could be insulted! quite the gift, that.

[mctionsick]

closed starter @fiinalgiirls

"If you're not going to say it I will: we're lost."

[tragedienes-archive]

THE FAMILY SCHWARTZ WEISSBERG—

Levi Weissberg. Father. / Maureen Schwartz. Gideon Schwartz Weissberg. Eldest. / Elisha Schwartz Weissberg. Youngest.

@fiinalgiirls

[fallcnshcrts]

closed starter ft. wade + ??

tagging: @fiinalgiirls​

most times, wade tries to keep to himself and prefer being alone. in his line of work, he didn’t have time for meaningful relationships. now, meaningless ones are more his styles. and not just intimate ones either. still, it seems that a certain person is trying to break through his barriers. but he knows better now then to let his guard down around others. now, wade was in his living room, sipping wine and reading a book. even a career criminal has their hobbies. his brows furrow at hearing a knock on his door. he wasn’t expecting company he thought as he place his glass and book down. next, he reaches for his gun beside him. he stands up, walking over to the door, peeping through the hole. sighing of relief at the familiar face, he opens the door a smidge, door lock chain in the way. he made sure to place his gun behind his back. “what are you doing here so late? miss me already?” he chuckles as he cocks a brow. “i thought i told you that it’s best to not come around here anymore.”

[mcngolove]

@fiinalgiirls asked: “She doesn’t look like a horse, she just talks about them a lot.” Naoko to Astrid ! / schitt’s creek sentence meme (accepting!)

“Huh.” Astrid crosses her arms as she and Naoko gaze over her classmate and their mutual friend, cooing at the horses. They’ve been here for a good thirty minutes, when they were all supposed to go to brunch an hour ago. “I see what you mean. She really does love horses.” She glances over at Naoko. “I know I was in a sorority with lots of white girls and all, but I’ve never actually met a horse girl before. What about you?”

[azaleapaths]

closed starter / @fiinalgiirls​

     rosalie was exhausted. her body refused to stop aching, her mind refused to overthink every single moment of her life. she coudn’t go to sleep without checking the locks a million times and gripping a knife under her pillow as she got terrible, interrupted sleep. the only good thing in all of it was her, the girl by her side in all the moments she wasn’t alone. she feared being too needy with her, scared she would disappear into thin air if she held on too hard. they’d almost been taken away from each other, but although they’d won it didn’t feel much like success. their friends were still dead. sometimes it felt insensitive to smile, to enjoy what she did have, but she knew that wasn’t a way to live. she wanted to heal, so that was why, as she cuddled into her side on the couch and tilted her head to look at her, she made a decision to try. at least for a night. “i think we should go do something.” she suggested weakly, clearing her throat and then lifting her head to give a cautious smile. “don’t you think it would be nice to, i don’t know... act like a real couple again?”

[infiltier-blog]

DAVID’S KNOCKING AT @fiinalgiirls​’s DOOR .

 david  steps  into  the  emergency  room,        keeping  close  to  the  wall  to  let  the  nurses  by  as  they  treat  their  patients.            there’s  someone  in  the  emergency  room  here  that  he’s  looking  for,        who  he  knows  may  or  may  not  know  someone  who  was  a  staff  member  when  they  had  treated  him  during  his  time  under  the  experiment.            he  needs  to  know,        needs  to  make  certain,        that  no  one  else  will  recognise  collins’s  name.            briefly,        he  watches  several  workers  in  robes  pass  by.            he  approaches  the  one  who  seems  not  in  a  hurry  behind  all  the  others.                            ❝          excuse  me.            i’m  sorry  for  the  bother,        but  i’m  tryin’  to  find  someone.            i  was  hopin’  i  could  ask  around.          ❞

[thevcyager]

@fiinalgiirls replied to your post: big oof bc i thought i was going to get off work...

but what KIND of pasta tho

an EXCELLENT question! rigatoni and i couldn’t decide between alfredo and pesto so I CHOSE BOTH