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a delicate plotting call because i will always need a bridge to dive off of.
[text: Orton, R] Your concerns have been noted [text: Orton, R] You will be pleased to know I do not require a repeat performance [text: Orton, R] But as your doctor I can forward you to a highly recommended therapist for your new found Arsonist tendencies. [text: Orton, R] Eat a dick, Randal [unsent]
( mssg : gomez, angelica ) I've seen enough therapists over the years to know that therapy doesn’t work. It’s cute how all of you doctors stick together and keep up the hoax though. But feel free to waste your time contacting them for me. ( mssg : gomez, angelica ) And let’s both be adults here. Making a promise like that is a waste of time when you’ve already said it and broken it twice before. You know where to find me when your crippled boy toy disappoints you like he always does.
It had taken a while, but Tyler had eventually learned not to cringe whenever that tone entered Randy’s voice. When the venom dripped from his tongue and his words were razor sharp.
He was still wary, one always had to be when Randy was on the verge of a rampage. But it didn’t stop Tyler’s inquisitiveness, nor his want to help. In his mind it was obvious that something was going wrong in that handsome head ( not that he thought Randy was handsome… But he’d overheard cheerleaders talking and apparently that was what passed for attractive these days ) and it was odd that no one else seemed to notice.
Either they didn’t notice or they didn’t care. Or… The wealth and good standing of his parents meant that Randy got away with whatever he wanted. If he was honest, Tyler wasn’t sure which was worse. He was certain that if he acted the way Randy did, his Mama would tan his hide.
“I’m just saying is all… You’d think that the teachers would be able to tell the difference between someone causing trouble and someone who just happened to be there at the time.” He sat down heavily in the chair next to Randal and huffed dramatically as he slumped down. Long skinny legs stretching out underneath the desk and out the other side. He jumped a little at the sound of large hands slamming down on desktop, but raised an eyebrow in response.
“You think no one will care that I have detention? Dude… My mother will murder me.”
The list of people who didn’t run when he’d told him to was short. One person, really, if he thought about it. Which he didn’t. Mind buzzing, swarms of hushed and disembodied voices all vying for the spotlight, but each with a similar agenda. Each saying something close enough to the permission he’d need to lash out that hands were clapped, now ( however brief it was ) over ears in a hopeless display. Muffled but still there. More pressure behind his eyes and rattling about the cage of his skull. Tyler might’ve taken up his seat, but the distance was still there. Still heavy enough Randy refused to budge.
Three seconds. Five. The clock had reached eight and the breath he’d been holding was released through his teeth. It’s what they suggested online. Breathe deep and try to stay calm. He’d not known what he was looking for, but a general diagnosis was good enough. Had to be.
Fingers pressed to temples were given leave to dig nails into skin for a long-drawn reprieve while Tyler kept on. Always kept on. Like he couldn’t see what was happening or he just didn’t care. Slight flickers of something, though, told him otherwise. Let Randy know that the gaze shot his way wasn’t as vacant as it seemed. Minor and easily overlooked, it’d have been easier than shifting in his seat. Easier than trying to pop the stiffness from his neck while feigning ignorance to the obvious.
He was fine.
“ Then don’t tell her. ”
A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passerbys only see a wisp of smoke.
Vincent Van Gogh
“I didn’t even do anything wrong…”
“ And yet you’re still here… Bothering me. ” He couldn’t have made it any clearer, had he chased him off with a stick. Incessant. Stupid. Tyler too ignorant to see where this was going the more he ran off at the mouth. Provoking those final threads of patience… Plucking them till they snapped. The kind of temper you couldn’t harness was hidden behind Randy’s clenched jaw. It was shielded by his attention lingering elsewhere. Watchful. Careful. Following the legs of a cheerleader up the stairs towards the class that’d seated him there. Pursuing a pair of teachers in the midst of a heated conversation as far as his view into the hall would allow.
Never enough.Nothing was ever enough.
It was getting worse.
Livewires under his skin, the start was always white hot and familiar. It prickled and trailed the nape of his neck. It danced down the length of his spine. And, eventually, that anger, found a home in hands slammed emphatically onto the desk in front of him. “ No one’s going to care that YOU got detention. No one’s even going to notice. ” Unlike him. His father’d be too busy at first, but word would reach him eventually. And his mother… “ This won’t change anything for YOU. So s h u t up. ”
———— @soldoutboughtin // x
“You look like you don’t belong in here.”
“ That’s because I don’t. ” Detention. Lumped in with a menagerie of degenerates all huddled in and crawling over one another. Like cockroaches. Or rats. A mixture of the two enough that Randy’s upper lip had been curled in a permanent disdain since arrival. Sat nearest the exit and cursing whichever anonymous source had had the balls to rat him out. He’d tuned out the accusations up until they were F O R C E D ( bullshit ) to turn out his pockets and empty his bag. One of few days where the worst he’d had on him was a pack of camels and half a dozen xanax passed off as aspirin to a principal willing to believe his lies. He still had to punish him though. That’s what he’d said.
“ And the second I find the person responsible for landing me in here, I’ll make them regret it. ” If not him, he’d find someone else to do it while laying low. Someone with a dirty record and greedy pockets. Twenty bucks made stupid teenagers stupider. Fifty and they would probably kill each other.
“ This is already taking too fucking long — ” fuming, Randy’s tone met the livid peak they gave it its edge when, finally, attention shifted from where it’d been boring a hole into the wall, over towards AJ, leant too close and speaking too much, to his right. “ — and it’s going to be even longer the more time I waste talking to you. So mind your own business and go back to wondering how you’re going to feed yourself tonight, bitch. ”
———— @geekgvddess // x
School-Related Sentence Starters
Everyday
“Did we have homework?”
“Please be my lab partner.”
“Can I borrow a pencil?”
“I really don’t want to talk in front of the whole class…”
“Can I copy off of you real quick?”
“Do you think the teacher is hot?”
“It’s not cheating. It’s just teamwork.”
“Do you think the new kid is hot?”
“Pretty sure the teacher is out to get me…”
“You are…so dumb…”
“Was Shakespeare gay?”
“Please tell me you didn’t start the project either.”
“If I do it at the last minute, then I’ll have a minute.”
“Can I borrow your notes?”
“This class is so boring…”
“Am I in the right classroom?”
“Someone drew a dick in my textbook.”
“Do you know where the nurse’s office is?”
“Someone put a picture of Shrek in my locker.”
“I can’t wait to graduate…”
“Meet me in the bathroom/gym/locker room later. I need to tell you something.”
Exams
“I forgot about the midterm.”
“I’m gonna FAIL.”
“Shut up! You always say you’re going to fail, and then you get an A.”
“Please help me study.”
“If I don’t pass, my parents are going to KILL me.”
“Do you ever think about how studying is just ‘student’ and ‘dying’ put together?”
“I live at the library now.”
“Do you need help with the chapter?”
“I don’t even know what I don’t know.”
“I’m afraid that they’ll revoke my scholarship.”
“I HAVE to be at the top of the class.”
“Do you even know how to read?”
“I don’t even get the Sparknotes…”
“Maybe I’ll be okay if I pick A for every answer…I have to get an A, right?”
“I don’t need to go to college anyway.”
“Sleep is for the weak.”
“I just did 200 practice problems. I forgot my own name.”
“I remember that shrimp can see more colors than we can, but I don’t remember the vocabulary words for the test.”
“Your notes are just doodles.”
Lunchtime
“What’s for lunch?”
“Please trade lunches with me.”
“I dare you to fling your peas at the principal.”
“There’s NO way I’m eating that.”
“All I have are skittles and an old Oreo.”
“I would kill for a taco right now.”
“Lunch is the only class I can do well in.”
“There’s pizza today.”
“Is that a bug in your sandwich?”
“Ugh, this is expired.”
“Is this seat taken?”
“I can’t eat that, I’m on a diet.”
“Did you make this?”
“If you give me a dollar, I’ll love you forever.”
“I made brownies.”
“Let’s eat outside today.”
“Do you think we could get pizza delivered to the school?”
“You’re in my seat.”
“These freshmen think that they can just take our table…”
Gym
“I can’t run for my life.”
“Don’t throw the ball at me!!”
“Why do you look so red?”
“I’m DYING.”
“It’s just sports! What could go wrong?”
“I can’t run anymore.”
“Your team is going DOWN.”
“Are you okay?!”
“You really suck at this, don’t you?”
“Think fast!”
“Is that the best you can do?”
“I dare you to race me.”
“I think the gym teacher is a supersoldier.”
Uniforms / Clothes
“I HATE these pants/skirts.”
“Do you think anyone would notice if I wore pajamas?”
“I haven’t washed my gym clothes in a week…”
“I should be allowed to wear whatever I want.”
“Can you believe they called my outfit ‘inappropriate’?!”
“I’m so sick of seeing (school color).”
“I wear this uniform in my dreams. I mean, in my nightmares.”
“Those are the most hideous shoes I’ve ever seen.”
“Do you think her/his girl/boyfriend got her that?”
“Did your boy/girlfriend really buy you that?”
“Class rings are overrated.”
“We should totally get matching hoodies.”
“What show/movie is your shirt from?”
“I can see your underwear.”
Detention
“Wanna skip?”
“I can’t believe I’m in here.”
“Welcome, prince(ss)! Is this your first time?”
“That teacher DESERVED to be cursed out, okay?”
“I didn’t even do anything wrong…”
“Fuck the police.”
“They put me in here just for being late…”
“Did you actually bash the principal’s car?”
“A little thing like you managed to beat the crap out of someone?”
“You look like you don’t belong in here.”
“This is prison.”
“I tried to stab a kid with a pencil.”
“They think I’ll learn my lesson in here? I’m going to do it again.”
“All I did was a little graffiti.”
“I’m taking a nap.”
Destruction can be beautiful to some people. Don’t ask me why. It just is. And if they can’t find anything to destroy, they destroy themselves.
John Knowles
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——— ( @thearchitectoftomorrow ) // random text
( mssg : rollins, seth ) It’s been a blast watching you fumble through this feud with Hunter. Stagger might be a better term for it. I’d go so far as to say you’ve been crawling through it, but I’m in a good mood so I’ll let you think that yourself.( mssg : rollins, seth ) I can’t help but think it’s funny.( mssg : rollins, seth ) You spent all that time and effort trying to be the next Randy Orton, and now that you’re getting what you wanted, you’re learning the hard way that this isn’t the road for someone like you, Seth. You should have thought about being the next Batista instead. The way that knee is holding up, that may still be in the cards for you after all.( mssg : rollins, seth ) Oh, and Seth? You should have listened when you had the chance.( mssg : rollins, seth ) Bitch. 😘
✉ for brie and # for heather uvu
——— ( @warwaged ) // an unsent && random text
i.( mssg : bella, brie ) I still have dreams about the look you had on your face the night I beat your husband unconscious in front of you. And I wanted to thank you for that. I haven’t slept so well in a very long time. Maybe I’ll let you join in on the fun next time. Your baby can wat ( drafted )
ii.( mssg : helmsley, heather ) Has your mother ever told you about our history together? She and I go way back. Same goes for your father, but I think you already know about that. He’s a real windbag when it comes to reminiscing.( mssg : helmsley, heather ) I’ll stop by sometime and show you some of our favorite times together. But you have to promise not to tell. We wouldn’t want uncle Shane knowing I’m crossing enemy lines, would we?
✆ Angelica pls
——— ( @praeliiatorr / #stitchesxbitches ) // morning text
( mssg : gomez, angelica ) I don’t care if you decide to sneak off in the middle of the night, actually, I prefer it. But lock the door next time. I know you’re used to crawling into bed with someone who probably still has his mother come and tuck him in, but pretend you know how to be responsible.( mssg : gomez, angelica ) And don’t leave things in my house. This isn’t the Holiday Lodge.
——— ( @soldoutboughtin ) // here
[text: Orton] Are you fucking insane? [text: Orton] You can’t just go around setting fire to shit! [text: Orton] You come near me and I swear to god I’ll end you [text: Orton] I fucking mean it
( mssg : rollins, seth ) Or what, Seth? What would you do if I showed up there tonight? You couldn’t handle me on your best day and you can barely even walk, now. ( mssg : rollins, seth ) I have all the time in the world right now. Maybe I will drive down to that podunk town. Maybe I’ll RKO your mother out in the front yard to let you know I’m serious. Kick you in the knee and let you lay there while I do it. ( mssg : rollins, seth ) What would you DO Seth? ( mssg : rollins, seth ) Luckily for you, you have nothing of value to me. Or anyone else for that matter. So I think it would be in your best interest to shut up and lay on your sofa instead of telling me what to do. You have more important things to worry about. Or are you overlooking Hunter already?
Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
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BOOOO. HISSSS. NOOOO. This is a literal smorgasbord of all the bad things in life. You just don’t love your children. That’s all there is to it. You want everything you own to be burned to the ground. Or … at least Bray does. xoxo And don’t even get me started on Hunter. Randy isn’t a naive boy anymore, he knows what’s up. He can see clearly now the rain has gone. Like … please. And as far as Angelica and AJ are concerned, he’s always figured them both to be equally interested. I mean, look at that unadulterated love in their eyes? … Jimmy is my favorite because he couldn’t be able to walk straight or sit down, ever again. I want to make a joke about ruined assholes, but I’m sort of just laughing at the idea of glitter everywhere. And Regal can get in line. You have too many children. Randy is changing his mind. He’s too old for all of this. #bye
————— ( @praeliiatorr ships the things )