SO / FIRE !.*

it feels like lightning running through my veins. electricity, baby, stand by me. and all of the others are still playing games. baby, don't be lame, come stand by me. sabrina "bean" campbell visitor / freelance artist

[robert-nash]

[tvngibles]

sophallen‌:

          “I AGREE.” SHE NODDED. “being surrounded by an environment is entirely different from seeing it through a photo.” even though most of sophia’s paintings were plucked out directly from her mind, she could definitely appreciate painting or drawing what was directly in front of you. “i’ll accept one of those apples, i don’t think my body will handle another hit of industrialized food after the last two days.”

“ i should really try to not eat as much of this shit, but it’s easier and tastes better than anythin’ i’ve tried to cook. ” she smiled, walking to the outer edge of the grass and pulling a worn out sheet from her bag. the girl carelessly unfolded the fabric and laid it out across the ground, tossing her bag down on top of it after handing over an apple to sophia. “ i haven’t seen you in a couple days. what have you been up to? ” she asked, sitting down and plucking her ipad from the backpack. 

[tvngibles]

wcrdenz‌:

“oh come on,” lily said, glancing back over her shoulder with an amused smile. “where’s your sense of adventure, bean? c’mon. let’s keep going for fifteen more minutes and then i promise we can go back to my place, get drunk, and stuff our faces with leftover pizza i made yesterday. how’s that?” she looked forward again only because she got smacked across the head by a tree branch, continuing her forward creep along the shallow water nearest the land. “trust me. i know this place. i know these people. i would never let anything hurt you more than these mosquitos. i promise.”

“ my sense of adventure flew out the window the moment i started hearin’ shit, ” her eyes remained on the water’s edge and the hanging moss in the trees. bean gripped the flashlight in her hand tighter and continued walking behind lily. “ fine. fifteen minutes and that’s it, or i’m finding my own way back. ” she retorted, stepping over another tree root sticking up from the soil. “ trusting you doesn’t make me feel any better about potentially being eaten alive or getting myself drowned. ”

[tvngibles]

kickinqcans‌:

。・ * ✧ kelsey sat by herself in a booth by the door, attempting to work on a sketch or two during her break, but she couldn’t focus on them , no matter how hard she tried. the door opening caught her attention and was a welcome distraction, the person entering even more welcome. ❛ sabrina , hey ! sit with me for a bit ? ❜ she asked, maybe a bit too eagerly.  ( @tvngibles ! )

the heat in louisiana came with suffocating humidity and bean was having too strange of a day to continue dealing with it. a glass of sweet iced tea and air conditioning at road’s end was calling her name as she crossed the motel’s parking lot. she walked through the diner’s doors and was automatically greeted by a familiar voice, kelsey’s. “ hey, sure. how’s your day been? hopefully more eventful than mine. ” she offered, sliding into the booth across from her. “ you on break? ”

[obscuredmemes-blog]

TOUCH MEME

send a symbol for my muse to react to yours… (or add +reverse for my muse to touch yours)

VIOLENT 🔪 – stabbing them 👊 – punching them ✋ – slapping them in the face 👞 – kicking them 🎀 – pulling their hair

FLUFFY/FRIENDLY 🍭 – stroking their hair 🖐 – high fiving them 🤝 – holding their hand 👄– kissing them on their [place of choice] 👐 – hugging them 💅 – painting their [finger/toe] nails  🤧 – comforting them when crying 🤒 – caring for them when sick/injured 💃 – dancing with them 👗 – adjusting their clothes 👒 – brushing their hair

NSFW 👋 – spanking them on the booty 💋 – giving them an open mouth kiss 👅 – giving them a love bite on [place of choice] ✌️ – fingering them/jerking them off 💦 – eating them out 💫 – pulling their hair 🔥 – grinding against them 💧 – bathing them

[anniemakes]

character flaws meme;;

Flaws. We all have them. Even our muses. In fact, they often make for better, more engaging characters. Send a symbol to learn about one of my muse’s weaknesses!

🙊what would my muse say their biggest flaw is

⧱ what really is my muse’s biggest flaw

🤳name three physical imperfections my muse has (birthmarks, gray hairs, muscular definition, etc)

🙈what’s my muse’s biggest blind spot?

🍰what’s my muse’s guilty pleasure?

😰when my muse is stressed, how do they act out?

💚what does my muse get envious over?

🚫what is one thing my muse wouldn’t want someone else to know about them?

🛌my muse’s biggest nightmare

✍️does my muse have a learning disability?

🎒what was my muse’s worst subject in school?

🙅‍♂️what does my muse feel insecure about?

👾what was my muse’s childhood bogeyman?

🙉what are two things that make my muse uncomfortable in conversation

[alicenthightower]

[fashionn-enthusiast-deactivated]

[tvngibles]

roadsends‌:

𝙼𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙾𝙻𝙺𝚂, john thinks, usually end up being disappointments to their parents. about half the time, mothers or fathers project all the hopes and wants and dreams they’d had for themselves onto their children, and get upset when they don’t follow the outlined plan bullet by bullet. that’s how it’d played out for richard and tim, with sarah and john resting by the wayside. richard had wanted everything for his eldest son, and the other two had been footnotes sitting at the bottom of the page. it hurts to mull over now, but that doesn’t mean it’s not the truth. he can feel his eyes glazing over when he slips a little too deeply into thought, so he snags a cherry from the bowl and pops it into his mouth.

he chews, slowly, and watches as sabrina gulps down the coke. cherry-flavored, like always — the best chaser for shitty, shitty beer from across the street that is really only the good way to get drunk in town. “ ‘m glad you think so. high praise, comin’ from you. ” john’s brow furrows at her line of questioning, but his mouth doesn’t move much at all. “ depends on what you mean by, uh, about. why? you got somethin’ you’re wantin’ t’do? ”

the cherries. she had forgotten they were even on the bar until he picked one up. releasing the straw back into the cola she picks up one from the bowl, chews on it for a moment, makes a face at the feeling, and quickly washes it down with her soda. she loved the flavor and hated the texture of most fruit, especially cherries and pineapple. “ no, not really anythin’ in particular. you were mopping before i came in, so i thought you might be leaving me in a bit. ” she explained, popping another cherry into her mouth before putting her head in her hands, rubbing her eyes. “ jesus, i think i overdid it. ”

she truthfully had only planned to eat her fries, listen to a couple songs on the jukebox, and go back to the motel and watch movies until she fell asleep. sabrina pulled her head back up and sighed, “ do you ever have a day off? you’re here all the time, not that i’m complainin’ about that, but i manage to see you no matter what time of day i come in. i honestly don’t think you sleep. ” bean paused and took a sip from her drink, “ sorry, i didn’t mean to talk so much, but one day, of course when you haven’t worked all day, we should hangout. if you want to. it’s just an invitation and you can say no. ” 

[tvngibles]

bxyxuems‌:

something about sleepovers still gave emma the adolescent jitters, reminiscent of a time where she popped endless amounts of stovetop popcorn and the scariest things she could imagine were in films. she flopped on the bed, arms outstretched like a feigned crucifixion, and gave a thumbs up to the ceiling fan. “the boardwalk paranoias me sometimes anyway. as if at any moment a creepy-crawly is going to latch on the my leg and pull me into a grim knock-off of atlantis,” she mused, half-joking. “what’s the best thing to eat in this place? i’ve been here for six months and i’m still tied between the road’s end diner and those little microwavable veg pizzas they sell at the grocer.”

sabrina flipped onto her back, staring at the ceiling and trying to imagine what an encounter with the creeper or anything remotely supernatural would be like. the only creepy-crawlies she’d ever come across were human, and it was hard to comprehend something being all-powerful, backed with the ability to drag people out into the swamp. she snapped herself from zoning out completely and turned to look at emma, “ your guess is as good as mine. the diner has some of the best food i’ve ever had and the grocer has twinkies and hot pockets. do we want freshly cooked, fried food or processed microwavable meals? both sound up my alley. ” 

[tvngibles]

lemonglcw‌:

     “ loads of people disappeared in the bayou ‘cos of the creeper. after the seventies. ” she’s quick to note, taking a sip from her cola. not exactly a topic some outsiders would consider as light and easy, but what is blackwater without its lore ?? they all know the answer to that. “ like my mom, ” starting off the list heavy, not that she makes it out to be that way with the nonchalance in her tone. “ some grannie’s cat, addie from down the road disappeared in fifth grade, maybe someone crazy charles knew too — and it’s not just the bayou. the creeper’s, like, everywhere. pretty sure everyone knows someone who’s seen it. ” she playfully narrows her eyes at sabrina, then takes another sip of her drink, leaning back into her seat. “ you’ve been here long enough. so you probably know all this. ”

stumbling upon the town was an accident. spending more than a couple days certainly wasn’t the plan, but here she was renting out a cheap motel room for two, going on three, months in possibly the weirdest town in the united states. she sat quietly smoking the remainder of her cigarette as kitsey spoke, her eyes wandering the girl’s face for any sign that she might have been making things up as she goes. the conviction in her words made sabrina’s heart sink. “ have you seen it? ”

[wordsnquotes]

She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.

Joanne Harris (via wordsnquotes)

[liliest]

[tvngibles]

kickinqcans‌:

。・ * ✧ ; he shook his head, an amused smile now evident upon his lips as if he’d given up on hiding it. ❛ everyone but me, then, i guess. ❜ a shrug.  ❛ although, i do like the idea of them, just like everything else. i mean, the haunted mansion’s one of my favorite disney rides.❜  wren regretted saying that as soon as the words left his lips. he knew it was different and found it relevant in his mind, but sounded like an idiot saying it out loud. ❛ ‘just moseying around’, huh? ❜ he echoed gently, followed by a soft laugh. ❛ i’m not really sure that’s how that works. ❜ 

wren paused, giving sabrina’s next question some honest thought. ❛ i guess? maybe? but not ghosts, or aliens, or cryptids, or anything … more like , ❜ he trailed off, needing another moment to think about his next words. ❛ more like just weird energy? i’ve been to some spooky places, sure, but i wouldn’t say they had supernatural presences or anything, ya know? just some bad … like … vibes, i guess you could say … but that’s mostly because it’s just old, i think. ❜ wren said nothing for a moment, though he still wasn’t sure if he liked his answer.  ❛ have you seen american horror story? the one where the maroon 5 singer’s there and get’s, like, attacked by, like, some random teens, or something? i think the idea of that freaks me out more in scary places than the idea of fuckin’ casper the friendly ghost or any other happy haunts. but what about you, hm? you really walk around this whole town thinkin’ something spooky’s gonna happen at any moment? ❜

she turned in the chair she’d been sat in for a couple minutes and furrowed her brow at him. the idea of them. bean thought it was an interesting way to view things. it was easier to leave it at tomayto, tomahto instead of arguing, but she liked arguing about everything. it keeps her on her toes and aware, or that’s what she tells herself rather than believing she’s just as naggy as her mother. “ i don’t mean that i think they’re all literally floating around, but i don’t have any doubt that there are energies, spirits, ghosts, whatever, in the world. too much is unexplained for me to believe otherwise. ” she explained, looking back down at the pen in her hand as she continued drawing tiny shapes on her thighs. 

“ really, not even aliens? that’s so boring. ” the universe being too big, too infinite, is one of the many things that crosses sabrina’s mind when she’s trying to not think of anything. how could there not be life outside of earth? that’s the main question pulling at the seams when she’s minding her business, picking out chips at the grocery store. “ no, i don’t walk around in fear of little green people swooping down, taking me to space, and shoving a tracker in my brain, but i trust that it’s fun to believe that it could happen. ” she paused, clicking the pen and standing from her seat. she watched wren for a moment, collecting her thoughts before speaking again. “ i think people scare me most, because i know for a fact that they’re capable of hurting me. like you said, it’s the idea of human beings hiding around corners waiting for you to misstep. considerably worse than casper. ”

[tvngibles]

listen to side a here

i know your heart's still beating And i want it all, i want it all or nothing at all

listen to side b here

all you gotta do is smile that smile and there go all my defenses just leave it up to you and in a little while you're messin' up my mind and fillin' up my senses

[flowerais-deactivated20211031]

things I wish are in my life more:

drive-in cinemas

love letters

music to fall asleep to

platonic i love you’s

quiet spots in nature

time to do things i like

[tvngibles]

“ per usual i don’t really have anything planned, but i figured hanging out here was better than gettin’ eaten alive by mosquitoes at that boardwalk. ” she explained, plopping down onto the bed after opening the motel room’s door for the other girl. bean wasn’t one to complain about the heat, sweating, or getting mud all over herself, but the midday sun was beating down on blackwater a little too much today. she settled with inviting emma, another newfound pal in the tiny town, to her quaint motel room for the remainder of the evening. “ when it cools down we can go get food, or whatever sounds better to you. ”

@bxyxuems