#terramars

[wuunderstruck]

📲 — from fox.

FOX: !!!!! look outside if you haven't

FOX: the moon is in full form tonight :')

FOX: she's beautiful

[shadowreigned]

there was a strange, sick satisfaction with the way the night sky blanketed manhattan in the early, early morning. insomnia had pulled nixon from the warm comforts of his bed, boots shoved on and hoodie thrown over his nimble frame, before he pushed through the front doors of his apartment complex and took a stroll. perhaps not the most sane thing to do at four in the morning, but everyone in new york knew not to fuck with nixon. doing so would definitely end up with his hand around your throat and a knife pressed against your stomach.

absently, he fishes for his pack of smokes in the pocket of his hoodie, the eery atmosphere forever calming to his senses. more than anything, a walk around his terrain would result in him feeling more relaxed than ever, and the versuch would retire back to his apartment feeling sleepy, heavy-lidded, and ready to knock out a few hours until he had to get up for work. work, which required an insane amount of focus and steady hands. luckily for nixon, he only needed a few hours to reset himself back into shape.

even now, his mind never stops.

he’s just making his way towards a park when something catches the corner of his eyes, and he angles his head with the cigarette between his lips, quiet, watchful, waiting. it’s only when his green eyes adjust easily to the darkness — thank you, chaos — that he eases, sets his alarm levels significantly lower. “calus,” nixon sighs, almost exasperated. smoke billows up into the air as he pulls the cigarette from his mouth and taps off the excess ashes, embers floating to the cold concrete. nixon smiles, the act wolfish, filled with amusement, and he can’t help but chuckle softly at his friend. “—isn’t it well past your bed time?” // @terramars​

[wuunderstruck]

@terramars.

roman’s head was pounding and he didn’t want to open his eyes. it was too bright. where even was he? he had some memories of the night before, but not enough... mostly just alcohol pulsing through his veins, along with his too loud heartbeat. he cracks his eyes open a millimeter, letting the light stream in. that’s when he becomes aware of a presence next to him breathing softly. he opens his eyes further to see his officially prescribed soulmate, koda, lying next to him, asleep. god. what happened last night? judging from roman’s past exploits, he has some idea... but he doesn’t want to think about that. he’d wanted things with koda to actually work out, and yet here they were, in bed together --- roman always found some way to ruin things, didn’t he? he sighs, running a hand through his hair, and as he raises his hand, the sunlight glints off of a ring on his left hand. his stomach sinks even further, as if that was even possible. he definitely didn’t have that on yesterday evening.

[wuunderstruck]

sup loser :*

OH NOTHIN MUCH whats up with u :)))

(ILY)

[mercybred]

𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭  ,  but  it’s  evident  it’s  starting  to  wear  rather  thin .  ❝  has  anyone  ever  told  you  that  you  are  ...  incredibly  vexing ?  out of curiosity , hm ?  ❞

@terramars   /    𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 .  ♤

[wuunderstruck-a]

@terramars

fox is scrolling through articles about the jfk conspiracy at the internet cafe, his eyes getting bleary. he rubs them, sitting back in his chair and taking a moment to resurface and look around at his surroundings. his eyes snag on the computer next to him, then glide past, but he does a quick double take when he realizes the messages are in a different language, and they’re not any language he’s ever seen before... it almost looks... foreign? maybe... alien? he’s trying not to look, but it’s so hard. and he’s trying not to let his mind run away with him, but again. hard. he finds himself subconsciously leaning over to see better... shit. he shouldn’t be doing this, but... what is on the computer?

[fiinalgiirls-a]

🎲& 🎮

questions for the mun !! accepting.

🎲 - do you have a favorite board game?

ahh, yes ! i have this trivia game i got from like … sam goody or suncoast i think back in the day. it’s called ‘goth’ and it has categories featuring like, horror movies, novels, music ( mostly like black metal ? ), history, famous murders, etc. it’s really fun. i’m also a lover of scrabble and bananagrams.

🎮 - what’s your favorite video game?

oh, definitely the tomb raider reboots. i also love the fallout and dragon age series. i love the elder scrolls series too, but i wish they’d stop making online games. also, i’ve been super into playing the friday the 13th game since they released it for free last month and red dead redemption ii has been really fun ! we also have an arcade bar in town, and i love any shooting game ( i.e. house of the dead ) and they have a sailor moon arcade game too !!

[everleave-a]

ramona lulls through the day, and once it becomes night it's as if she's run out of fuel entirely. you'd think she have the power to QUIT, to finally decide that every demon living within her has finally been defeated. but no, that was never the case — it was never the case. how could she LOVE something that only brings her pain so deeply ? maybe it was like an addiction, something you can't shake. regardless, she searches for lilja. ❛ i don't wanna go home tonight. ❜ ramona speaks, squinting as she refrains from wincing at the pain in her bones. ❛ i don't wanna be SURROUNDED by things that i know. take me anywhere, i don't care. just anywhere but here or my apartment. ❜

@terramars / STARTER CALL.