Apr 23, 2020
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[Image Description: A photoset of nine images. From left to right, the top three images are; a pixel text bubble on a light taupe background, with black text that reads, “propeest is real and valid”. A white table with plates of food and drinks on it. A copper colored ink bottle, with copper ink splats next to it. From left to right, the middle three images are; an orange cat on a bed next to a teapot, teacup, and books. An eye painted in faded reds and greys. Black text on a faded yellow background that reads, “respect pan people”. From left to right, the bottom three images are; A white sign with a red arrow pointing left, with black text above it that reads, “crying room”, on a faded yellow wall. A water filled glass cup with a faded red ink being poured into it. A paint pallet with a few brushes on it and some black and white splats of paint. End Description.]
pan, propeest, astrology (cancer), and ink moodboard for anon
As much as I love you, Kat, I need to fuck Jon later.
Sometimes even demons just want to feel gorgeous every once in a while 💙
Tch... I guess I'm back from my Hiatus... (( SORRY I DISAPPEARED))
Tag Game!
I was tagged by @usuccc! Thanks for tagging me! You’re a really cool person, super sweet and awesome at art!
Basically you tag people and answer questions
Relationship status: …..complicated. Let’s say “taken”
Favorite color: Cerulean
Pets: A Jack Russel mix, Winston. He’s a lot, but cute.
Wake up to: Whatever song that’s playing on my tablet lmao
Cats or dogs: cats, but dogs are ok too.
Coke or Pepsi Don’t care
Day or night: I love the night. Curling up in by bed, and the stars and the atmosphere are so enchanting.
Text or call: I hate calling people, so text.
Chapstick or lipstick: chapstick. I’m not really a makeup person.
City or country: Ugh. I don’t like the loud, rude, crazy hustle-bustle of the city. I like the serenity of the country..
Last book I read: I’m reading “Animal Farm” right now, but I just read “Death of Innocence”
Last song I listened to: Genghis Khan by Miike Snow. A good song, and the music video is amazing. Seriously, go check it out! It would make a great story.
Five facts about me:
1) I play flute and I’m very very passionate about band.
2) I enjoy writing! I’ve only recently gotten back into it, but I can write something fierce! You can find my writing under my “my writing” tag or @aherowrites. There’s not much of it though….
3) I really like history! It’s all fascinating! I don’t really like American history, however.
4) I’m kinda forgetful.
5) My friends and I were all assigned countries (like low-key hetalia rp) last year. I was America, hence the url. I’ve been obsessed with my sunshine son ever since.
I tag: @twilight-rose1 @soliloquies-and-sweets @aph—england @viktuuri-on-love @itsfandomsarelife @aphindiana
You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. Thank you again for tagging me!
I love Fire Walk with Me but damn watching it at 3 am was a misTAKE.
SENTENCE MEME ------ @kentroys: “okay, this is my fucking nightmare.” -- from kentroys :*
in truth, ted doesn’t hear roy. his nightmare, however, ties in very closely with ted’s--- they’re fucking drowning out there. it’s only the first half, true, but they’re down 3-0, and coming back from that would be an absolute feat. he can feel the panic setting in, starting with tension in the back of his neck that spreads down his arms and into his fingertips. his hands begin to clinch up at his sides before he realizes how deeply bothered he is. he’s trying to breathe, slow and steady, but it’s like he can’t remember how to pull air into his lungs.
what snaps him free for a moment isn’t roy’s words, but nathan cursing beside them as something--- ted isn’t sure what it is yet--- once again goes wrong. his head snaps left toward nathan, right toward roy, and then he feels the pressure beginning to settle in on his chest. “i’m---” he starts, sucking in a sharp breath, “roy, i gotta get outta here. i’m sorry.”
