#thegroupiequeen

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                                            ❛❛ —  I’m  just  a  man  trying  to  raise  a  little    MONEY    for  charity  …. ❜❜  Clicks  tongue  as  he  looks  at  the  man  who     L  O  O  K  S     TERRIFIED.  ❛❛   APPARENTLY  he  thought  I  was  looking  for    DRUGS,    —  sad  isn’t  it,  the  MISUNDERSTANDING. ❜❜ Cobalt  blues  dart  to  the  man  who’s  currently  nursing  a  couple  of  bruises. ❛❛  We’re  NOT  gonna  have  that  misunderstanding  anymore  though. ❜❜

                                                      Even  tempered  as  an  undercurrent  of  MALICE  surges  behind  words.  Tongue  knows  the  delicate  ART  of  intimidation,  and  it  helps  that  he’s  wearing  that  infamous  KUTTE.  A  kutte  that  wields  a  certain  amount  of  power,  a  REMINDER  that  he’s  apart  of  something  bigger  than    FAMILY.    Then  turning  to  the  woman  brows  raise,  as  bruised  knuckles  are  SMOOTHED  by  the  rub  of  digits, ❛❛  You  wouldn’t  happen  to  know  where  I  can  find  some  ICE  now  would  you  ? ❜❜  

                                                         STARTER CALL : @thegroupiequeen

[labyrinthmonarch]

@thegroupiequeen​ wished for a starter ✨

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       “You seem a bit lost, girl,” Jareth replies, cradling his sleeping daughter over his shoulder. “Everything alright?”

[10ccs]

    “so?” he’s filled with nervous anticipation, hands drumming against the table as he looks over at her expectantly wearing headphones and listening to the band’s newest demo. he thinks this is some of their best work. “what do you think? grammy worthy or what?” 

// @thegroupiequeen // band verse sc

[crimsonspots-a-blog]

         ❛ will you stay up with me ? i don’t think i can go back to sleep ❜

@thegroupiequeen

[barriokept]

◣ STARTER CALL ◥ : @thegroupiequeen

            ❝               Ey, you gotta STOP bringin’ those boyfriends of yours around ... ALL I get back is a LOVESICK bebé who YOU never see again Pam -- is that REALLY justa -- you devour ‘em up whole, and then they come back aquí lookin’ for you ... ❞

[lionwept-archive-blog]

◣ STARTER CALL ◥ : @thegroupiequeen

                         Like a PROPHET he eloquently CRIES in the streets of New York for a revolution, and speaks passionately about his cause. A cause in which, young men, and young women would change a country that was SLOWLY slipping away from England’s grasp. While he has little to reccomend him, he is VERY well known. Alexander Hamilton -- the young immigrant who shoots off at the mouth, a mouth that is VENOMOUS, and SWEET all at once. Crowd dissipates as his oration comes to a close, and papers are littered into the streets as he without a moments hesitation throws them HEAVENWARDS, and even as they rain down wisps of blonde hair have caught his attention.

                 ❛❛          What did you think of my discourse ... ❜❜ as he bends to pick up a pamphlet, and STOPS for a moment as he comes eye to eye with her. Brown hues with the slightish tint of violet to them as a smile BEGS to be unfurled, ❛❛ Do you think me   QUITE   mad ? ❜❜

[rocksolute-a-blog]

❛   i’ll take my chance cause luck is on my side or something!   ❜

@thegroupiequeen 🎸’d.  |  rio, duran duran.

[rocksolute-a-blog]

he sat on the cresting rail of a three quarter circle booth with a brown paper bag in hand, a food tray on his lap and a cardboard crown over his head at the king of burger’s place at two a.m. stayed up past his curfew again but he’s too depressed to care; it’s not like this night could go any higher on the shit scale, anyway— not after the diddlefest back there. the dinner sack in grasp made a faint rustling sound that bounced off the empty walls as his feet fixed firmly on the table’s surface in front of him. 

pulling a large bucket of fries from deep within the sack’s confines, he began pouring the piping hot, thick cut pieces across the open platter field. a few brave soldiers stayed and ended up falling off the plate onto the kick space were three, carton forged containers would descend shortly after them. eating the sodium fest on his tray, he decided to take shifts between taking the occasional sip of his vanilla coke and readjusting the topper on his head. 

his ears perked a little at the sound of the front door opening and closing but nothing more. doesn’t even bother glancing up from the floor as he drained the last bit of coke. 

🎸’d.  |   @thegroupiequeen !