#trash starter

[surlymccoy]

          The Lights might be on (do lights at 20% even count as being on?), but that doesn’t mean Leonard is awake, let alone willing to move from his comfortable sprawl across the couch. It's his goddamned day off. 

           Shoving his face deeper into the smothering darkness of his pillow, McCoy grunts one word.

              “N O .”

[wavcs]

-is here-

[thcduchess]

❝ it’s been a while since i’ve been held hostage. please, do tell me what the current bounty is set at. ❞

[hayiisiims-blog]

@fcrmidulcsus ( jinx boogie )

☠️ Jace had been bored for the entire day. It was because of this that he was searching out the younger Boogie child. “Jinx,” he said, tossing an arm around his boyfriend, “guess who just scored a fine dine meal for two?”

[forty-fourr]

Just because they both had to put on some kind of act in front of Dexter didn’t mean Raven couldn’t practically run Elijah at school. The Riot Club, his main pride and joy. Surely with Elijah’s help soon she’d be the top of the school. There that elitist had been, rounding the corner with his whole group of friends. Toby of course was the loudest one out of all of them, he was bouncing all over the place while he bragged to all of the members about how crazy his weekend was. How was that clown even accepted into the Riot Club? Honestly. She rolled her eyes at his attitude and as soon as Elijah had walked past Raven was grabbing hold of his jacket and pulling him close to her in a surprise hug. “Introduce me to your friends properly or else Dexter gets longer work shifts. Introduce me as a good friend, that you’re spending a lot of time with.” She mumbled into his ear and as the Riot club turned their heads to see Elijah she played with the ends of his jacket. “Hey Elijah, long time no see.” 

@lovclikewar

[kyra-silverwing-rp-archived]

She had always been so full of hope. So full of love and of life. Whenever she’d seen something had had made her smile, she lit up like the sun, almost childish in her wonder.

And today was no different. There was a parade passing through her area. There were floats, bright colours, dancers and musicians, she was certain she'd seen someone juggling fire a few minutes ago. Kyra had no idea what the parade was for, she was simply enjoying the experience, they didn't really do things like this in England. Kyra was observing the parade from a low rooftop, the height making the harsh sounds and sights kinder on her heightened senses. As Kyra watched the procession, she sensed someone land on her rooftop, but she wasn't worried, most people didn't bother her, so she just kept watching, a childish laugh escaping every now and then at something or another.

[kyra-silverwing-rp-archived]

It hadn’t been a very eventful day for Kyra so far. She’d gone to a photoshoot, did a bit of shopping, flown around for a few hours, but she was still bored.

The constant repeat of the daily activities. She needed something fresh, something new. Something guaranteed to chase away her boredom… But what? The twenty year old thought, looking down at the ground pensively, reclining casually In the cushioned wire chair

What could she possibly do that she hadn’t done before?

[finnncolllins-blog]

“Okay, I’m ready. What did you have planned?”