#ryan.meme

[rhyewood]

We........... Might go adopt the cat I want........ I'm so nervous what if she hates my current cat what if they hate each other 🙀🙀🙀

[rhyewood]

ugh im like.... afraid to go to sleep bc i had a dream last night that....... involved a shooting/bombing at (of all fucking places) the mcdonalds across the street and i woke up crying because i was involved 

:^) 

[rhyewood]

ciphersloth

  transgendervagabond --> mcelroies

the mcelbois are back in town

i DO have mcelbois saved as a url asdjfhdslkgj 

[rhyewood]

transgendervagabond --> mcelroies

[rhyewood]

It's one of those nights where Spotify fucks me up with I wanna get better followed by fucking landslide what the fuck

[rhyewood]

a little drabble about my fallout and general OC, Alex and Veronica (takes place right as they got into Freeside)

Title: If Love is The Answer, You’re Home Pairing: Alex/Veronica (OC/CC)

Since they met up at the 188 trading post, Veronica had never seen Alex look so quiet and relaxed. Alex always had a hard look on her face and the grime only added to it. But with the Follower’s help, she washed up nicely.

Veronica never noticed that Alex had two slightly different colored eyes with the pupil in one being slightly larger than the other. She guessed it had to  with the scar that wound around her head in a question mark shape.  Although the wasteland was rough, Alex had slight laugh lines around the corners of her mouth and for once, Veronica could see she had no smile on her face. (Alex is always grinning about something, but it seemed that she was too focused on listening to the soft music coming out of her Pip-Boy). 

It was almost like Alex had a sixth sense for when someone was staring at her and she turned, a small smile playing on her lips, while Veronica turned away a little too quickly, a blush rising up her cheeks.  “I know the view is pretty good. But it’s better close up.” Alex said, her raspy voice suddenly close to her, and Veronica turned to face her. She swallowed, mouth suddenly dry as Alex took her hand and wrapped her arms around her waist and lead them in a slow sway, the prewar songs about love and romance playing softly around them.  When the sun was close to setting, Alex leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to Veronica’s lips, placing a gentle hand to her cheek.  “Go get some sleep sweet cheeks. We’ve got a lot of people to talk to tomorrow.” She murmured, turning and leaving Veronica standing there, mouth open and heart hammering away in her chest. 

[rhyewood]

me: you know friends and full house... aren’t that good and i actually really dislike them for personal reasons

ppl: omg :((((( what a sad childhood :(((((((( theyre so good :))))) give them a change sweaty

me: ... chill

[rhyewood]

im going to probably head to bed

i dont know if i cant wait up anymore