#notmackenzie

[hairymione-blog]

okay this is one of those tag things i'm too lazy to tag 11 people but yeah

tagged by fireffly

Rule 1: Post the rules

Rule 2: Answer the questions the tagger asked you, then make 11 new ones

Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them to your post

Rule 4: Let them know you tagged them

1)favorite book? my favorite singular book is probably 13 reasons why or tfios i know that's really unoriginal but i honestly can't think of anything else and my favorite book series is the Song of Ice and Fire books hands down everyone else can go home

2) if you were in the hunger games, do you think you could win it? i am such a pussy okay the thought of killing somebody else makes me want to puke i would probably die in the bloodbath like i don't think i would be able to kill someone else for my own benifit and even my own blood makes me want to faint periods are the worst thing in the world wtf why am i talking about periods??

3)favorite food? Fettuccine Carbonara

4)best moment in your life i can't really remember

5)favorite fictional character i can't pick one i'm so bad at this sorry

6)if you have the chance to travel to anywhere, where would it be? Indonesia 

7)if this was the last day of your life, what would you do? stupid reckless things you decide  

8)worst moment of your life the scooby doo costume don't ask

9)biggest secret i don't have a BIG secret like i'm really bad at lying i can't lie to my parents because i feel really guilty i can't think of any big secrets i bought and downloaded WoW and hell yeah i would be playing it right now if there wasn't server errors

10)what do you hate the most? i hate people that pick on people that aren't in a posision or can't stand up for themselves that sounds really cliche but i can't think i'm watching the movie awards and i love rebel too much holy shit 

11)favorite show game of thrones!

my questions:

1) unpopular opinion?

2) favorite quote?

3) do you sit down in the shower?

4) first celebrity crush?

5) gateway book series?

6) have you mastered the bottoms up rap?

7) did you  watch the royal wedding?

8) if you could live in a fictional world which would it be?

9) do you live your life by rodrick's rules?

10) stupidest song you dedicated an evening to learning off by heart?

11) favorite indie film

[voidroiid]

it makes me really happy when i see one of my favorite RPers following and reblogging things from me. like, irrationally so.

[thotdecay]

Dirty Paws: Moon Fever

   "Just get in the damn car, Duke," Roxanne growled her demand as she stood between an uncertain Duke and his drunken oafish excuse for a father. She was protecting her friend. She was a mother defending her cub. Mr. Justice was a formidable opponent. He was easily as tall and muscular as Duke and had no qualms about hitting a 19 year old girl. Yet there she stood. Commanding all attention with a carefully crafted illusion of authority.

    "He is coming with us, Mr. Justice. If you want to stop us, you're gonna have to catch us." A devilish dare of a smile danced across her lips. Taunting, teasing. Mr. Justice lurched forward in an angry, alcoholic fog. Duke and Roxanne took off down the driveway hand in hand. They released adrenaline induced fearful laughter as they bolted toward their saving grace, their light in the darkness. A shit-tastic little red truck. They leaped into the truck bed and signaled frantically for Jeremy, Roxanne's brother, to floor the gas pedal. Reluctantly, the ancient junker carried them out of their oppressor's grasp. 

    Caught up in their youth and their bliss, the inhabitants of the car declared to the world how entirely free they were in that moment. No restrictions. Just each other, endless possible destinations, and a way to get there. Roxanne, Duke, Jeremy, Oliver, Lydia, and Carmen. They called themselves "The Pack." All savage wild animals just trying to stay together. The car swerved on the empty rural road. The fragile vehicle rattled and burst with how incredibly alive they all were. Pounding on the roof, bodies hanging out the windows, pulsating music, and howling.

     Everyone threw their heads up at the moon and howled. It was a dare, a declaration, and love song. They knew they were special. They were a supernova, a mesmerizing spectacle headed for inevitable destruction. Forever falling apart. They were their own sickness and their own salvation. They found their soul mates in each other. But the Universe makes it near impossible to keep such passion together for long. Too much entropy for that. The Universe didn’t know they were savage. They fought tooth and nail for The Pack. They would live and die by it. But in the gaps between conversations, the silence of their hearts, they knew tragedy would catch them eventually. It didn't matter how fast they drove or how fiercely they howled because their demons weren't at the window clawing their way in, they were trapped by ribs and flesh, slowly gnawing their way out.

[thotdecay]

And for a while things were cold,

They were scared down in their holes.

The forest that once was green

Was colored black by those killing machines.

But she and her furry friends. 

Took down the queen bee and her men.

And that's how the story goes,

The story of the beast with those four dirty paws.

-Dirty Paws (Of Monsters and Men)

[frostbittendivinity]

andthesoldiermarchedon started following you

thismermaid-isyour-biggestfan started following you

notmackenzie started following you

themighty-thor started following you

prince-of-mischief started following you

"I almost hadn't noticed all of you. Welcome to my Army, newly acquainted followers."

　

[frostbittendivinity]

Good evening, my lord. I am here to humbly serve. To prove my commitment to your majesty, I have already slain two small towns in southern Vermont that questioned your godly status. I have all of their entrails in jam-jars if you would like to see.

Loki  rubbed his face into his hand, muttering a small string of curses inaudibly, "Though your catastrophe and chaos is more than commendable, I unfortunately do not... Care much for dismembered possessions whether it be the eyes from an infant canine, or entrails." He groaned, but quickly returned the girl a smile, "Thank you for the offer, no less. And continue to make your King proud."