#prxnsias

[boyiiish-a]

@prxnsias​

it was saturday night in the walsh / edwards household, so that meant only one thing, it was time for a movie. the trio were currently watching big hero 6, toby’s latest obsession (he wanted to be just like hiro). they’d all piled up on the sofa together, with toby snuggled up between the two, everything was perfect. they were reaching the end of the film and atticus noticed that toby had fallen asleep, she gives arlo a gentle nudge. “why does he ALWAYS have to fall alseep in the most awkward spots” a quiet laugh leaves her lips. 

[codexx-archived]

“I knew you’d love my proposition. Always took you for the fun type!” Eris had her arm slung over the other’s shoulder, a sweet mortal to play with was just what her boredom needed to be soothed and one as skilled as Jo felt like just the perfect match. Not only was she hot, she had some serious screws loose to agree with what the deity had planned, dark eyes soon wandering up the parliament building as dark painted lips stretched into a grin. Humans were so simple, so easy. Hatred and rivalry was everywhere and thus, Eris was everywhere. She knew what strings to pull, what people to corrupt to bring the big picture to crumbling and it was a delight, like a rush running through her body, filling her with more power than fathomable. Joanne exuded it, hatred, will, strength, it was all that the goddess needed. The very first moment that she had come across her as a single client she knew that this girl would be more than useful. “How’s the feel of it?” Long nails tapped the weapon that she had provided, one of many of course. “Latest model, just the best for my favorite girl.” @prxnsias​

[pentiimento]

plotted starter for @prxnsias​

Gigi feels embarrassed. She’s been seconded to Liverpool for two weeks now and pretty much every lunch break she’s strolled down to this record shop, coffee in hand, and pretended to peruse the vinyls. She doesn’t even know much about music! She came in her at fist on a whim, but the shop is usually quiet around lunch time and it’s a space away from work where she can relax and breathe. She’s enjoying Liverpool, anyway. She’s under no illusions that her brother has eyes here, but the feeling isn’t nearly as oppressive as it is in London. She flips between two records and looks up at the shop’s owner, a small blush spreading across her cheeks. She smiles shyly, and ducks her head back to eye the records.

“I will pick something - promise.”

[mcneyhoney]

@prxnsias​

                you ever been so stoned you forget you have a body? like it’s all in the head, man, your minds on one planet and your body is buried six feet under somewhere. he’s sure alro is talking ---  well, at least he can hear some kind of charlie brown trumpet-esque voice honking his concentration back to this world. looking over with heavy lidded eyes, nox gives a blank stare for at least five seconds before attempting words. 

                   “ ---- yeah. dead right, man. “

[midnightsnackxx]

@prxnsias​

Arlo leaned back against the counter as he watched Patrick work on the sink. He had loosened it himself just moments before the man came up. He’d be honest, he had a little crush since the man took over for his father. “You’re rude.” he teased. “I would never do such a thing, I mean really Pat. Do I peg ya as the type who would do all that for a man’s attention.” he asked, raising a brow as he gave a cheesy grin.

“Am I though?” Patrick chuckled at the flimsy accusation. Clearly, it hadn’t occurred to Arlo that it might be considered rude in actuality to call the man over for a false repair job when it was supposed to be his day off from super duties. Judging by Arlo’s appearance and the ease with which he was able to fix the sink’s “leak”, Patrick had no qualms in teasing back, “Yes. You kind of do.”

[povvertaken]

plotted starter for @prxnsias​

Nuggets. Nuggets. Nuggets. He has too much, well, everything rushing around his system except nuggers and Jacob knows, deep in his soul, that nuggets are the solution. He’s managed to meander through New York City to the nearest fast food chain open, escaping the label party to seek his saviour. He fucking hates label parties, he hates the suits and he hates how they always send some model over to paw at him. It’s a whole conspiracy to try to match Jacob up with some poor bird, who, realistically, he is never going to shag. Barking up the wrong tree, he thinks.

He glances around the fast food joint, catching sight of a vaguely familiar face. Woof woof. He ducks down and hangs onto the self-service machine for dear life, thrown off balance by the force of his own ridiculousness and embarrassment. “Nuggets,” he murmurs to himself, reminded of the marginally more pressing issue, pushing his thumb against the screen with determination. So close. But he’s wasted, and betrayed by his wandering eyes, which wander once more to that all too familiar face, and a stupid grin spreads across his face.

[boyiiish-a]

@prxnsias​

 toby was staying with his grandparents for the weekend, giving the two of them some freedom. as much as she loved her son, sometimes he was a handful and she needed a break. besides, the young boy loved seeing his grandparents, so it was a win win for everyone really. she was currently pottering around the kitchen in nothing much but one of arlo’s old t-shirts and some shorts, thinking about what she wanted to do with the day.

[boyiiish-a]

@prxnsias​

atticus' parents were away for the weekend and that meant her two older brothers were in charge. of course, the pair decide they want to throw a party, they always liked to ‘cause trouble. luckily atticus was invited too, her brothers knew she’d tell on them if she hadn’t been invited. SO here she was, drink in hand and navigating her way through the large crowds of people in her home, looking for a familiar face. she finds him with ease and she makes her way over to him with a grin on her lips, “hey!” . “you’re back again? don’t ya’ get bored hangin’ out with teenagers” she questions.