IND. / SEL. NUMBER FIVE FROM THE UMBRELLA ACADEMYÂ â penned by jay
â mutuals only; netflix & headcanon based / minor comic influences â rules / psd. credit â please read rules before interacting â personals, do not interact.
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cherry valley forever

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Stranger Things
Not today Justin
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Mike Driver
Cosmic Funnies
almost home
Acquired Stardust

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⣠Chile in a Photography âŁ

JVL

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IND. / SEL. NUMBER FIVE FROM THE UMBRELLA ACADEMYÂ â penned by jay
â mutuals only; netflix & headcanon based / minor comic influences â rules / psd. credit â please read rules before interacting â personals, do not interact.
hi friendos - not abandoning this blog i promise ! just trying to get my shit together and find the time / motivation to write again, so ., unofficial hiatus for the time being !
hi friendos - not abandoning this blog i promise ! just trying to get my shit together and find the time / motivation to write again, so ., unofficial hiatus for the time being !
hi friendos - not abandoning this blog i promise ! just trying to get my shit together and find the time / motivation to write again, so ., unofficial hiatus for the time being !
anonymous impressions
âď¸ Â I was intimidated by your disposition/afraid to follow/send an ask to
â¨ď¸  you seem really chill and I canât wait to start writing with you!
â Â Iâm impressed with your writing!Â
â Â I donât like your writing
â Â we used to write together, but we donât anymore.
âď¸ Â I feel like weâre really similar and would get along well.
⥠ I have a tumblr crush on you
âŻď¸  youâve helped me improve my writingÂ
⪠ I still havenât had the courage to send you an ask/reach out to you
⼠ I envy you for _____ reason
â Â I hope we write for a really long time!
â Â you annoy me
â Â I have something I need to tell you in IMs
â¤ď¸  you are my favorite writer of your muse
â Â Iâve followed you for a long time
âź Iâve heard bad things about you
ⲠIâve heard good things about you
He had the look of one who had drunk the cup of life and found a dead beetle at the bottom.
P.G. Wodehouse (via jayhelps)
NO TALK, HIM ANGY !
â ARE YOU OR ARE YOU NOT AN ENEMY OF THE PEOPLE?! â â ⌠REALLY DEPENDS ON THE PEOPLE. â
â ind. sel. number five / penned by jay / psd cred. â PERSONALS, DO NOT INTERACT.
I DID TWO MEME REPLIES AAA !! HOLY FUCK ! I donât wanna jinx myself buT AAAAAAAA !
@boyancientâ / âYou can only learn from pain, the more pain the wiser you become.â
â is this some sort of backhanded way to tell me that shitâs just gonna get worse ? because it already feels like everything i do is all for goddamn naught. the absolute last thing i need right now is â self-confirmation. â his tone reeks of arrogant misunderstanding, but thereâs nothing the other boy can do to change his mind.
five crosses his arms, refusing to look his multiverse counterpart in the eye. for a fifty-eight year old, his behavior in this very moment is remarkably immature. but perhaps thatâs just the paradox psychosis finally kicking in. as he reminds himself, however, those particular rules donât seem to apply in his current situation â what with the two of them existing in separate UNIVERSES and all.
the silence catches up with him after a few more moments, and he spits out another unnecessarily cold remark.
â besides, i think iâve learned enough for a hundred lifetimes. â
@boyancientâ / âDo I look like the kind of man who dies?â
shaking hands gently prod at the wound in question, before five takes a slow breath and steels himself for the task in front of him. if youâd have asked him an hour ago if he ever thought heâd be doing minor surgery on well - himself - heâd have called you a moron and turned on his heel all before youâd ever finished talking.
but this was certainly real. and it was happening. right now. eyeing his doppelgänger with moderate concern, five picked up the needle he had sterilized moments ago in a pot of boiling water and positioned himself above the otherâs abdomen. heâs seconds from breaking skin when his double pipes up, and five canât help but wrinkle his nose in annoyance.
â i donât know dipshit â do i look like the kind of man whoâs going to let you? â
mmm yes my energy to write is fucking SAPPED right now i hate it :((
iâve been neglecting this blog a little but iâm still here i promise - iâll hopefully be more active later this week though !
hereâs what i owe though ( itâs just a bunch of inbox stuff ):
- @greatloss - 2 ask memes - @boyancient - 3 ask memes - @menageriie - 2 ask memes - @lockeldest - 1 ask meme
- 2 dash meme things that i was tagged in FOREVER ago
REBLOG IF YOU ARE HELLA BORED AND WOULDNâT MIND SOME CURIOUS ANONS.
hooo BOY okay, so i spent the last two days on my multi - so tomorrow iâm dedicating to five ! since i have a handful of memes now thanks to @boyancient @menageriie and @lockeldest ( and a few i owe @greatloss !!! )
gonna fix my mess of a tagging system too gfhjd
Five senses starters
Smelled
đ§ď¸ Rain on hot pavement
đ Freshly peeled orange
đ Salt on the breeze
đ Sickly sweet of something rotten
đź Musty earth and damp leaves
đ§ş Clean linen
đ Cinnamon and cooked apples
đĽ Smoke and ash
Touched
đŹ Sticky fingers
đľ Warmth from a mug
đĄď¸ A blade beneath the chin
đ¤ Hands clasped tight
đ§Ś Wet socks
âď¸ Nose pressed against a cold window
đ§ą Stone worn smooth with time
đď¸ Chill of a stream on a hot day
Tasted
đ Lemon curd
đą Swampy and mossy
â Roasted coffee
đ Something burnt
âď¸ Fresh snow
đ Salty and fishy
đЏCopper
âĄLightning
Heard
đş Muffled television from another room
đ Footsteps creaking on wood
đ§ Water dripping in a bucket
â˛ď¸ The insistant ding of a timer
đ Dry leaves crunching underfoot
đŚ Crickets chirping in the dark
â¤ď¸ A heartbeat
đś Music in unexpected places
Seen
âď¸ Dust hanging in a golden ray of sun
đŞ A door with a hundred tiny, intricate carvings decorating itâs frame
đŽ Blood spattered on a cracked mirror
â¨ď¸ Heat blur rising in waves
đ A box with rusted hinges
đ¨ď¸ Footprints in the snow leading only one way
đ˛ A structure tucked into the trees, half consumed by nature
đĄď¸ Shining metal, almost blinding
LINES IâVE HEARD THAT ARE RAW AS HELL: A SENTENCE STARTER PACK
âI will face God and walk backwards into Hell.â âPick a god and pray.â âThen perish.â âViolence for violence is the rule of beasts.â âI have been through Hell and come out singing.â âThere are no gods here.â âKiss my ass, you sanctimonious bastard.â âDo I look like the kind of man who dies?â âDo you think God stays in heaven because he too lives in fear of what heâs created here on earth?â âMost monsters are a manifestation of our own fears and inability to accept different cultures we donât understand.â âYou can only learn from pain, the more pain the wiser you become.â âGod, forgive me.â âI am blighted being cursed with sight.â âThis is the age of the expanding man.â âGodâs dead and soon we will be, too.â âI thought there were no heroes left in this world.â âTo become God is the loneliest achievement of them all.â âYou kneel before my throne unaware that it was built on lies.â âImpudent of you to assume I will meet a mortal end.â âPeople who donât fear death are the ones who crave it.â âThis is Hellâs territory and I am beholden to no gods.â âBury me shallow, Iâll be back.â âPerception is truth to those who perceive it as such.â âTake this gift, for the gods surely wonât.â âWhen the weight of the world is on your shoulders, you learn.â âIronic that someone whose purpose it is to restore life would wish death upon themself.â âGod wishes he were me.â âOne day, you will be face to face with whatever saw fit to let you exist in the universe, and you will have to justify the space youâve filled.â âEverything that we know and love is reducible to the absurd amount of chemicals, and there is therefore no intrinsic value in this material universe.â âHypocrite that you are, for you to trust the chemicals in your brain to tell you they are chemicals.â âAll knowledge is ultimately based on that which we cannot prove.â âWill you fight? Or will you perish like a dog?â âYouâre a coward. You always were.â âDeviation from the norm will be punished unless it is exploitable.â