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moving most of the kids over here !
haven’t been here because my mental health’s been all over the place !
friendly reminder that if i have ever befriended you and have not spoken to you in a while it’s nothing you’ve done wrong it’s just because i’m a piece of shit at keeping in contact with people and i still love you okay good
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@troubldtwn !
ind. priv. sel. multimuse for syfy’s haven + stephen king’s the colorado kid . penned by chace .
veneraeted :
“ the only thing worse than not knowing, ” her tone comes out a little harsher than she means it to, but her father had a girlfriend ! and he had kept it from her. she thought they told each other everything, but instead she’d had to find out the truth from her best friend’s mom.
“ is you thinking that i don’t know, ” she wasn’t entirely sure what she’d expected, but at least a little bit of faith had been a given. to not even get that from her father felt like a blow to the gut. and lizzie had seen just how hard he could punch.
and it had nothing to do with her own mother, lizzie knew she was long gone, and she was happy for him. she’d been nagging her godfather to get her father out for months. and yet somehow, it still stung.
@troubldtwn hit the ♡ source : 7 minutes in heaven ( atavan halen ) by fall out boy
if there’s one thing lizzie’s gotten off her mother, it’s how utterly unstoppable she can be when she launches into a tirade. people seem to think that’s something she inherited from him --- one-man battering ram, and all. but dwight’s always been more content to sit back and let people get things off their chest, only stepping in with a rebuttal once they’ve run out of steam.
that’s never the best approach with lizzie.
it’s always better to pump the breaks on his daughter before she really can wind up, because she’ll steamroll over the poor fool unlucky enough to let her get going. his hand lands on her shoulder, squeezing gently before she can shrug him off, and dwight keeps his pitched voice low and even as he interjects. “ I wasn’t deliberately trying to keep this from you. ”
it’s hard, not to feel guilty about this anyway. they’ve been a team of two since she was nine, both of them the most important person in the other’s orbit, always. and she still is --- lizzie’s always going to be his whole world. but... “ lizzie, I’m the parent. whether you like it or not, it’s my job to make sure you don’t get hurt. I wasn’t about to introduce the two of you before I was absolutely certain we were both serious about this relationship, and I trusted her enough to let her be a part of not just my life, but my daughter’s as well. ”
dukecrocker :
❛ you see , now that depends. ❜ he tosses the dishrag over his shoulder , resting his weight upon the hands placed on the bar between the two of them. ❛ would you say yes , if i was ? ❜ it’s been … different , to say the least , the last six months. a lot has changed between them , a lot still in the works of becoming better. but this ? they wouldn’t have even entertained a conversation like this six months ago. it’s a testament to duke’s attempt at growth , & they both know it. there’s several things he needs to atone for , make right. & he will. he’s trying.
six months, a few near-death experiences to bring them crashing back together and get them communicating again, and they’ve both gotten better at tamping down on their kneejerk impulses. the impulse to lash out. to bite back over any imagined slight or perceived insult. to hurt first, lest they be hurt the worst. he’s never been particularly introspective, but it really makes nathan wonder just how badly their parents had screwed the two of them up if it’s taken them over thirty years to even begin to learn how to process and externalise their emotions in a relatively healthy way. “ depends. ” there’s a smile hiding at the corners of his mouth, one he doesn’t bother to disguise; another change of pace for the two of them. “ would it just be you comping my meal at the gull like you usually do, or would it actually be a date? ”
HOW DO YOU NEED TO BE LOVED ?
deeply , like the vastness of the sea .
you are a very passionate person. you feel everything so intensely, and that definitely includes love. you need someone who will match that passion, that intensity. you need someone who will care about you as much as you care about them, but you have a hard time finding that. you're usually the one who loves more, and it's sad sometimes, but it's okay. but you will find someone who loves you just as much as you love them.
tagged by : the lovely @dukecrocker tagging : anyone who hasn’t done this !
tell me to stay. tell me that you love me and that we can work this out. tell me that we can change, that we can grow and be different an learn together. tell me that i’m your best friend. tell me you think about me at 3 am when your eyes are drooping and your mind is miles away. tell me you fucking love me and promise me that won’t change.
@dukecrocker
@sunsymbols said : “ why does no one like the loch morar monster? ” / cleaning out my inbox .
“ not as commercialised as nessie, obviously --- way less catchy than loch ness. no one’s ever even heard of morag, man. ” which is a shame, really. the lore’s almost as interesting as loch ness or loch oich’s is. “ and lake monsters aren’t for everyone. for example, I am not a fan, seeing as one destroyed my dad’s restaurant once, which is the king of all dick moves. ”
@veneraeted said : “ so what do you think? clones? ghosts? zombies are trendy. ” [ lizzie ] / cleaning out my inbox .
“ we’ve already had all three, a repeat performance doesn’t seem very likely. ” but this is haven --- what’s likely never seems to factor into it. not when it comes to the troubles. tracy misses the days when the curses plaguing this town had been nothing more than old wives’ tales to her, scary stories wielded like a weapon when imparting wisdom on one’s children, or swapped around a bonfire on the beach with friends. she misses the days where she could cling to some semblance of normalcy and not have conversations like this, where the jokes are too undercut with tension to really land. still, she musters up a wry smile for lizzie, scrunches her nose in a mockery of genuine thoughtfulness. “ my money’s on vampires. or werewolves. that feels on-brand for this town, and there’s a full moon coming up. ”
blgrntrsh:
kavinsky hadn’t set out to burn the house to the ground. one moment, the party had been in full swing. music blasting so loudly that his ears rang with it, the smell of alcohol and sex so thick one could choke on it and every room filled with boys and girls and others. it started small. spray painting the walls, throwing canisters at the party goers until they joined in. then he had smashed something. a lamp or a mirror and urged others to join in until things were breaking and shattering in every room and then, well that was when the lighter fluid had come out. party goers had split fairly quick after that. kavinsky roaming every floor and dousing everything in whatever flammable substances he could get his hands on, clearing out any stragglers and even in his drug and alcohol addled brain, conscious enough to make sure there wasn’t another living soul in the place.
kavinsky’s grin was a flash of pale teeth and wild eyes when he found jean crocker in one of the rooms, a deranged look on his face as he squirted lighter fluid all over the carpet. “ oi . . . you wanna see this place go up in flames ? ” // @troubldtwn gets a starter for jean
let it never be said jean crocker was the first to bail on a party. especially a party that had ended, quite abruptly, following copious amounts of property damage, perpetrated by none other than the host himself. she’d watched with a detached sort of amusement as things that cost more than she made in a year went flying through the air and smashed against the wall in a shower of splinters or glass or whatever that vase had been made of. the floor, littered with debris and unpleasantly sticky, was still vibrating under her feet as people charged for the exits around her, practically trampling each other in their haste. the urge to join in on the destructive revelry had been fleeting, vanishing with the burn of straight vodka, and she’d set to wandering the empty shell the house had become instead.
the bottle was still dangling loosely from lax fingers when kavinsky found her, half-empty and sloshing cheerfully as she lifted her arm to jab a finger at him. “ you’re unhinged, man... but yes, I do wanna watch you torch this monument to excess. fuckin’ hate houses like this. ”
really feelin that (fake) engagement AU aesthetic so consider the following:
i hate commitment but my dad’s dying wish is to see me get married and you’re an old family friend i ran into at the airport on my way to visit him so hey let’s get engaged
we’re only engaged to get our parents off our backs and you’re in love with somebody else so feel free to hook up with them idc i’m not jealous (yes i am)
i proposed to you as a joke but my mom (who’s been wanting me to settle down) thought it was serious and we’re kind of going along with it until we can break it to her gently
our parents are forcing us into an arranged marriage and we hate each other but now i’m in love with you and i don’t think it’s mutual
we were both drunk when you proposed to me and i accidentally posted about it across social media so now we’re hungover and trying to figure out this mess bc we’re not even dating
you need a plus-one for your brother’s wedding so i’m going as a favor but there’s been a misunderstanding and now your whole family thinks we’re engaged
you broke off your engagement with your long-time boyfriend/girlfriend who you were supposed to bring home to meet your family so now you need me to pretend to be them