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oh hey uh, yikes!
okay ; i was going to do this a little later but well, since i’m making icons anyways here’s a little ICON GIVEAWAY post. general rules apply ; you MBF or you won’t get picked. ( if you unfollow me after it’s rude. ) REBLOG this post ( likes won’t count ) i’ll MESSAGE YOU for an icon style that you want. i’ll make 50 for EACH PERSON that reblogs this. it’ll end at 10:30am gmt + 1 the FC doesn’t matter.
“Oh I have no doubt. However, you’d be surprised. There’s always a hint. People often tell on themselves. If you do have a suggestion-..”
Adam looked up.
…
Good Lord.
“–Never mind. What might you be about? I suppose you work here, seeking support for your future career aspirations.”
He paused. What was exactly going on here with that familiar face? Different person, beyond a doubt.
“You’ll want to transfer. Join the other candidate.”
Either way would she try and stop him?
the stranger’s odd, lingering look nearly passes undetected from the admittedly rusty eye of veronica mars; the brief moment of imbalance was significant, to say the least. but unlike her usual bouts of leaping conclusions, there wasn’t a beaten path to venture --- not a wisp that she could grasp on and obsess over. but c’mon, veronica. embrace the absence of frenzy.
veronica nearly snorts at his initial assertion, but not out of dubiousness. she was the expert of telltale signs. the blonde crossed her arms tightly, eyebrows quirked as she leaned in conspiratorially, eyes sparkling dimly as the former p.i prepared to arm herself with the secrets of the world.
‘ join the other side? petrelli isn’t the lesser of the two evils? i appreciate the career advice, but unless you’re gonna try and convince me, i --- ’
convince, inform. she’ll admit the transparency, but the implication would’ve be clear anyway. veronica shuts her mouth and purses her lips, looking heavenward as if thinking aloud from her own inquisitorial tangent. there it was. the bait --- that something was bigger than it seemed, and it felt so good to comply. what was that about the absence of frenzy? her face falls apologetically and she shrugs, all bravado seemingly lost and forgotten.
‘ --- i might have to call mike from security! y’know, our very own t.j barnes? all i need to do a double-tap against the wall and he’ll gladly demonstrate the fruits of cardio and a decent core workout. ’
veronica leans against the doorframe, the tip of her right heel tapping unceremoniously against the other side of the threshold. she shrugs and seems to resign apologetically against the cushion of her spine.
‘ and i’m a pacifist, really. so, you know. convince. ’
France Gall - Laisse tomber les filles
( ??? )
“You’re joking, right?”
❛ 'course. you know the ol’ high school teacher mantra: you can rely on wikipedia as much as you can trust the media --- or was that just mr. jones?
either way, i’m consulting fda.gov. just a disclaimer --- this is for a chemistry project. not a chemistry --- project. why is it so easy for people to convince themselves that i’m capable of murder? ❜
i was going to just show up unannounced, move along with my drafts and threads and completely gloss over my absence. and although i don’t necessarily feel like i owe anybody an explanation, i just want to set the record straight.
i’m in my senior year of high school, i’m a music student, and i love naps. peace won’t come until my final grades get submitted. i’m going to be wildly sporadic with my activity, but i do want to stay active.
anyway, if you want to plot, hit me up because i’m pretty much up for anything.
here’s my luna lovegood, even though i have zero resources because life sucks and doesn’t appreciate evanna lynch as much as they’re supposed to imo
Taylor Swift // If This Was a Movie
If you use the tags alot
See what pops up first with these words:
Ass, shit, bitch, fuck, damn
"Tell me about your first ____."
✐
THAT MOMENT WHEN YOU TRY
WRITING UTENSIL
I don’t know why this happened. It’s late. (That is a fist and a knocked out tooth. yeah yeah)
fuCK YOU KNOW ME SO WELL
here’s my luna lovegood, even though i have zero resources because life sucks and doesn’t appreciate evanna lynch as much as they’re supposed to imo
Send me a ✐ and I'll handwrite your URL
Rage is addictive, you know. I guess it’s sorta like a drug. Anger and hatred get you high. They get you high, but like any addiction, they hollow you out and tear you down and eat you alive.
Marco, Book #10: The Android, pg. 45 (by K.A. Applegate)
Under the cut you’ll find exactly #49 100 x 100 RP icons of Kristen Bell as Elle Bishop from Heroes.
Like/reblog if you use them.
You better enjoy this, ‘cause this is as nostalgic as I get. I just wanted to say… it was worth getting taped to a pole.