#sorta shitty

[keepingcalmisoverratedgoddamnit]

Fuck it it’s late I’ll explain this shit in the morning when I tag people.

[oproleplayer]

Goldenglow Island

It seems this place hadn’t been mentioned all too much to the admiral. Her eyes meeting with the dock area, on her own separate ship, due to needing to go alone so that she wouldn’t cause too much trouble on this island. It wasn’t too often that she didn’t have to deal with a bunch of young marines thinking that they could do this and that, simply because she was shorter than most of them, but when they saw how scary that she got, they would snap back into place.

But that was not something she had to worry herself about now. She would be calm and if it weren’t for having to see about this island and if there was anything relating to the revolutionaries here, she could consider it that of a vacation almost. It was nice.

Dropping the anchor, keeping herself steady as she’d get used to her land legs again, Ivy Nocturne would make her way towards the port, looking around the area. There was an odd peacefulness that she felt and it made her relax just a bit, enough to open that coat of hers and show some of the tattoos that vined around her collarbone and neck.

[imagine-jared-leto]

Imagine Jared Getting His Role In My So-Called Life (continuation of this imagine)

You were about to graduate college and God only knew what you were going to do with your life afterwards. After switching majors about twenty times you settled on English but you really had no idea why. What were you going to do with an English degree? Teach? Hell no. You hated kids. 

"Just work for me," Jared laughed as you voiced your concerns, he sprawled out on the floor of the small apartment your parents were helping you, Jared and Shannon rent for your last year of school with the plan of you staying there after graduation and getting a job so you could start paying for it yourself.

"And are you going to pay me?" you scoff, glancing up from your nearly brand new Apple Macintosh computer where you were writing an essay on Chaucer's The Canterbury Tales.

"Nah, well not yet. We'll start a drug ring and then I'll have lots of money to pay you with." he continued as he flipped through the newspaper he'd picked up outside on the sidewalk earlier that day. 

You just rolled your eyes and continued to type for a minute. "You know I don't like that shit."  After meeting Jared at Griffith park a couple years ago and convincing your parents to let him stay with you the two of your had become best friends, when Shannon did finally move out the two of them became like extra big brothers that you really didn't need but didn't mind, your real brother had moved up to San Fran anyways. But you'd helped and watched as Jared dealt with his minor drug problem, but minor or not a drug problem is a drug problem.

The door to the apartment opened and Shannon walked in, dropping the keys to the car him and Jared shared on the counter before going to the fridge to grab a beer. The two of you hadn't been as successful in trying to get Shannon to stop with his drug problem but you were both still trying, at least it was easier to keep an eye on him when you were all living together. You went back to writing your paper and Jared back to reading until the phone rang and Shannon made his way over to pick it up. "Hey." he muttered into it, taking another swig of his beer. "Yeah...one second." he stated before pulling the phone away and covering the microphone end with his hand. "Dude," he tried to talk quietly but get Jared's attention at the same time. "It's some studio. ABC I think they said. Did you audition for something?"

"Not in forever.." Jared looked confused as he stood up and walked over to take the phone. "Hello?" he asked into it. You and Shannon both watched on in anticipation. Jared had been getting small guest roles in tv shows and a few things in tv movies and the three of you were all waiting for him to get his big break, you knew it was coming eventually. 

His look of confusion faded as he began to smile, giving short responses to whoever was on the other side of the phone line. "Yes, Yes okay. Monday at 8. Definitely. I'll be there." he finally gave more than a 1 word response. "Thank you....yeah...okay...bye. See you Monday." he said hanging up the phone. 

"What was that?" Shannon finally asked. 

"Remember when I auditioned for the tv show a few months ago?" Jared couldn't wipe the grin from his face as he glanced over at you, leaning back against the counter, "you helped me run the lines. My So-Called Life."

"Oh yeah, I remember that." you nod finally. "Wait did you get it?" 

"Yeah, that, that was the casting director Linda she said they really loved me." You shot up from your chair and ran over to give Jared a huge hug. This was his first recurring role on a show, and from what you read his character had potential to become more important that he already was. 

 "We should celebrate!" Shannon exclaimed, holding his beer up in a sort of mock toast. 

"Yeah come on let's go out," you agree, pulling away from the hug, heading towards your room. "I'll go get ready."

"What about your paper?" Jared asks with a laugh. 

You shrug and continue on to your room to start getting ready for the night. You figured you could write the paper later. 

[magpiesonfire]

the fact that my teacher actually thought about me over christmas break and made me a cd of The National's White Session makes the day a great day.