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When the brain worms are worming, OC’s go through it.

Where Do The Wild Things Go?

December 31, 2021.

Sergeant Jane Doe. Due to your recent behavior. Involving the incident of Trident 994. Your file is being placed under review. We will contact you upon further investigation of said incident, which resulted in the loss of lives of your squadron. You will know our verdict within the month. Until then you’re not permitted to fly, and confined to base barracks. You’re grounded for the duration of this investigation.

Her fist slams into the the wall of her room, now prison. A feral snarl leaving her fresh stitched up-broken lips as her knuckles hit plaster. Her other hand crumples the correspondence letter between blanched fingers.

They clipped her wings. No. They tore them out. Clean political fingers dug deep into the bloody mess of her wings, blood she’d shed in their name. In their service. By the fistful, they pulled, and pulled, and pulled.

The throb of her knuckles, the drip of blood through broken gloves, is non-existent. Not even a steady throb. It wasn’t real.

“They can’t do this!” She rasps, voice trembling. This was all she had. Her use was here, in digging people out of the hell they’ve found themselves in. Grasping arms and pulling them up out of reach of death. Back to safety, back to home. It was not their time, not yet.

“They can’t fucking do this.” Her shoulders begin to shake, dusty near noir hair falling over her face, lungs heaving with an attempt at breath that would not come. Trident 994 was never supposed to happen. All those people. She could have saved them. She knew it, if they had listened.

They had not, and the mantle of death dove in. She did not come back out the same.

Why send her. The Reaper. The decider of those who got to see the ferrymen’s boat. If they did not want her to reap what they had sowed? They had molded her. Fresh and willing, so young.. so naive. Gave her the black cloak and pushed the scythe into her hands and sent her off to swing. They were trying to contain death.

Death could not be contained.

That is fair. I like life. Life is good.

You need wings? I got you, flyman..flyboy. I’ll work on it. Send me the details. I’m firing up the engines as we speak. I’ll bring them safe and whole, Nik. That’s a promise.

But nah, no owing. Just say you’ll race me again sometime and we got a deal.

And congrats to all of you on the little one. Bet she’s a cutie.

Heard you may be in need of a pilot? Also in possible need of snacks? I come bearing both.

A lot of latter. Too much of the latter. Please take some. Give them to your boys too, yeah?

- @sgt-reaper

aye, talk to Nik.

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Art belongs to @izzysjunkdrawer

THIS IS SO GREAT

Fjorester tropes

Battle Couple

Meet the In-Laws

Longing Look

Declaration of Protection

First Kiss/Underwater Kiss/Kiss of Life

Everyone Can See It/Oblivious To Love

Romantic False Lead

Green-Eyed Epiphany

Like An Old Married Couple

Love Hurts

Savvy Boy, Energetic Girl

Beneath The Mask

(all gifs belong to the wonderful @dinah-lance)

HOLY CRAP guys!

So someone on Reddit pointed this out, but the ENTIRE ARCHIVE of Talks Machina is accessible on YouTube right now through this playlist on the G&S YouTube channel.

For anyone who doesn’t have the Alpha sub… They include the After Dark sections as well. 

Happy watching?!

IM SO PROUD

Growth

PLEASE

Marion Lavorre: *is a loving mother to Jester, steps out of the Chateau despite her phobias to bid her farewell, kisses her forehead and gives her a parting gift to remember her by before warning the M9 to better watch after her little girl*

The Mighty Nein: 

*is worried about his family’s whereabouts after they left one by one months ago*

*was rejected and disinherited by her parents because they got a better “replacement” heir when she didn’t meet their expectations*

*biggest regret is killing his loving parents*

*an actual MOTHER who hasn’t seen her child in months*

*an orphan longing for any kind of family and acceptance still mourning the apparent loss of his only father figure*

Me: ADOPT THEM, MARION, ADOPT THEM

My Personal Character Files: The 6 Box Method

This is for my science fiction WIP, so some things may need to be added/modified depending on your genre. I will also include a screenshot of an example at the bottom so y’all can see how I set it up in my Doc.

1. The Quick Ref

I use this as the first page of my “Character FIles” Doc.

I put all my important characters in a list, then add their height, age, and the page their complete file can be found on. This is helpful when I need to know if a character would have to crane their neck upward to look another character in the eyes. Comes up more than I’d have guessed.

2. The Individual Profile: 6 Box Method

I add and subtract stuff based on how important the character is. Without further ado…

Box One: Reference Photo

This is where I add in any actor, model, drawing, etc that I base the look on. When I don’t need one, sometimes I’ll put in a picture that represents the character’s style.

Box Two: The Introduction

Full Name

Nickname(s) 

Age 

Occupation 

Current home 

Situation How do they enter this story?

Motivation What do they want?

Favorite quote/saying

Biggest strength

Biggest issue 

Strongest trait 

Box Three: Behavior

Personality

Habits

Ambition/Short and Long Term Goals

Greatest fear(s)

Phobias

Biggest secret(s) 

Social skills

Interior talents

Box Four: Background

Home moon/planet Apophis

Important history

Family

Friends, Enemies, Acquaintances, and Colleagues

Finances

Education

Phys. Health/Mental Health

Religion

Romantic/sexual preference

Interests/Hobbies

Box Five: Appearance & Physicality

Height

Body type

Skin tone/Ethnicity/Species

Facial description

Prominent/distinguishing features

Dress 

Mannerisms

Physical talents

Box Six: Speech

Normal tone

Language & accent

Favorite phrases

3. The Example

Rey from The Force Awakens. Made in Google Docs.

Boxes 1 and 2

Boxes 3 and 4

Boxes 5 and 6

Best of luck on your writing journey!

After a year of watching CR, the cast’s panels and the Between the Sheets interviews… I think I can safely say that the most important lesson I’ve learned from them is how life-changing it can be to surround yourself with good people.

Surround yourself with people who are open and vocal about how much they love and admire you, who call themselves your biggest fan and who are there to support you through your path to greatness.

Surround yourself with people who enjoy their own interests unapologetically, who genuinely seek for the things that will make them happy and who are not restrained by what people will think of them. 

Surround yourself with people who aren’t afraid to show affection through words or physical gestures, who are shamelessly in love with their special other and who see that their love is a sign of strength, not weakness.

Surround yourself with people with healing energy, people who will listen to you attentively, who will offer a helping hand when the world is falling down around you, who will try their best to understand your struggles.

Surround yourself with people that are loud, who aren’t afraid to exist brightly and colorfully, who laugh and cry and have fun and feel with every fiber of their being. 

Most importantly, though, be that kind of person. Put positive energy into the world and you will find it coming back to you. This group of nerds is just a taste of what unapologetic genuine shameless love can accomplish. And I feel grateful every day for the reminder that there’s someone out there who, when you least expect it, will show up and love you and make life a thousand times better.

The Colorful Stages of Bruises: What’s Going on in There?

I thought this would be useful to those of us whump folk who write. :)

Attention Fantasy Writers!

Do you write original fantasy fiction? Do you need a map of your fantasy world? I can help!

I will make you a FREE, that’s right, 100% FREE, fantasy map for you to use for your WIP. No string attached.

I can do basic maps,

Maps with some scatter islands,

Maps with MORE (or less) scatter islands if you want,

You want me to mark some locations for you? I can do that!

Want me to add borders? Split up different kingdoms? I can do that!

Want me to add rivers? I’m on it!

Mountains? I got you covered babe.

Cool title of your fantasy world? Easy.

Just shoot me a message and we’ll work on making you a cool map for your story! With as much or as little as you want on it! You can even pick and choose features! You want maps and rivers but no locations marked? Sure! You want birders and locations but no mountains or rivers? I’ve got you covered!

(Just remember the more you want, the longer it will take.)

This weekend I have the time to make FIVE maps for people, so message me quick, the first five get a map!

( if you miss out this time, don’t worry, this offer WILL be brought back in the future!)

-Love, your writer mom. ❤

Count me in!!

If I made a Fjorester discord server, is that something people would be interested in joining? I feel like there’s more of us than we all think, and I’d love to actually talk to everyone more!

So helpful!!

Resources For Describing Characters

Physical Appearance

Arms

Athletic Build

Back

Butts

Cheeks

Chest

Chins

Curvy Build

Ears

Eyebrows

Eyes

Faces

Facial Hair

Feet

Fingernails

Fingers

Hair

Hands

Head

Hips

Jaws

Knees

Legs

Lips

Muscular Build

Neck

Noses

Shoulders

Slender Build

Sickly Build

Skin

Stocky Build

Stomach

Teeth

Toenails

Toes

Underweight Build

Character Traits

Affectionate

Ambitious

Bossy

Brave

Calm

Cautious

Charismatic

Clever

Conceited

Courageous

Creative

Critical

Curious

Determined

Diplomatic

Dishonest

Disorganized

Eccentric

Excitable

Friendly

Funny

Generous

Glamorous

Guarded

Honest

Impulsive

Independent

Intelligent

Just

Kind

Loyal

Manipulative

Mature

Modest

Mysterious

Naïve

Optimistic

Prejudiced

Persistent

Proper

Responsible

Sensitive

Sentimental

Serious

Shy

Reckless

Stingy

Stubborn

Talented

Thoughtful

Thrifty

Visionary

Wise

Witty

Worry Wart

Wounded

Talents & Skills

A Knack for Languages

A Knack for Making Money

A Way with Animals

Archery

Astral Projection

Astrological Divination

Baking

Basic First Aid

Blending In

Carpentry

Charm

ESP (Clairvoyance)

Empathy

Enhanced Hearing

Enhanced Sense of Smell

Enhanced Taste Buds

Farming

Fishing

Foraging

Gaining the Trust of Others

Gaming

Gardening

Good Listening Skills

Haggling

Herbalism

Hospitality

Hot-Wiring a Car

High Pain Tolerance

Knife Throwing

Knowledge of Explosives

Lip-Reading

Lying

Making People Laugh

Mechanically Inclined

Mentalism

Mimicking

Multitasking

Musicality

Organization

Parkour

Photographic Memory

Predicting the Weather

Promotion

Psychokinesis

Reading People

Regeneration

Repurposing

Sculpting

Self-Defense

Sewing

Sharpshooting

Sleight-of-Hand

Strategic Thinking

Strong Breath Control

Super Strength

Survival Skills

Swift-footedness

Talking With The Dead

Throwing One’s Voice

Whittling

Wilderness Navigation

Wrestling

Elemental Abilities

Miscellaneous

Voices

Voice Types

Speech Patterns

Speech Impediment

List of Character Flaws

List of Archetypes

Hairstyles

Describing Body Types & How They Move Around

Secrets To Give Your Character

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Helpful to the max!!

Resources For Writing Sketchy Topics

Medicine

A Study In Physical Injury

Comas

Medical Facts And Tips For Your Writing Needs

Broken Bones

Burns

Unconsciousness & Head Trauma

Blood Loss

Stab Wounds

Pain & Shock

All About Mechanical Injuries (Injuries Caused By Violence)

Writing Specific Characters

Portraying a kleptomaniac.

Playing a character with cancer.

How to portray a power driven character.

Playing the manipulative character.

Portraying a character with borderline personality disorder.

Playing a character with Orthorexia Nervosa.

Writing a character who lost someone important.

Playing the bullies.

Portraying the drug dealer.

Playing a rebellious character.

How to portray a sociopath.

How to write characters with PTSD.

Playing characters with memory loss.

Playing a pyromaniac.

How to write a mute character.

How to write a character with an OCD.

How to play a stoner.

Playing a character with an eating disorder.

Portraying a character who is anti-social.

Portraying a character who is depressed.

How to portray someone with dyslexia.

How to portray a character with bipolar disorder.

Portraying a character with severe depression.

How to play a serial killer.

Writing insane characters.

Playing a character under the influence of marijuana.

Tips on writing a drug addict.

How to write a character with HPD.

Writing a character with Nymphomania.

Writing a character with schizophrenia.

Writing a character with Dissociative Identity Disorder.

Writing a character with depression.

Writing a character who suffers from night terrors.

Writing a character with paranoid personality disorder.

How to play a victim of rape.

How to play a mentally ill/insane character.

Writing a character who self-harms.

Writing a character who is high on amphetamines.

How to play the stalker.

How to portray a character high on cocaine.

Playing a character with ADHD.

How to play a sexual assault victim.

Writing a compulsive gambler.

Playing a character who is faking a disorder.

Playing a prisoner.

Portraying an emotionally detached character.

How to play a character with social anxiety.

Portraying a character who is high.

Portraying characters who have secrets.

Portraying a recovering alcoholic.

Portraying a sex addict.

How to play someone creepy.

Portraying sexually/emotionally abused characters.

Playing a character under the influence of drugs.

Playing a character who struggles with Bulimia.

Illegal Activity

Examining Mob Mentality

How Street Gangs Work

Domestic Abuse

Torture

Assault

Murder

Terrorism

Internet Fraud

Cyberwarfare

Computer Viruses

Corporate Crime

Political Corruption

Drug Trafficking

Human Trafficking

Sex Trafficking

Illegal Immigration

Contemporary Slavery 

Black Market Prices & Profits

AK-47 prices on the black market

Bribes

Computer Hackers and Online Fraud

Contract Killing

Exotic Animals

Fake Diplomas

Fake ID Cards, Passports and Other Identity Documents

Human Smuggling Fees

Human Traffickers Prices

Kidney and Organ Trafficking Prices

Prostitution Prices

Cocaine Prices

Ecstasy Pills Prices

Heroin Prices

Marijuana Prices

Meth Prices

Earnings From Illegal Jobs

Countries In Order Of Largest To Smallest Risk

Forensics

arson

Asphyxia

Blood Analysis

Book Review

Cause & Manner of Death

Chemistry/Physics

Computers/Cell Phones/Electronics

Cool & Odd-Mostly Odd

Corpse Identification

Corpse Location

Crime and Science Radio

crime lab

Crime Scene

Cults and Religions

DNA

Document Examination

Fingerprints/Patterned Evidence

Firearms Analysis

Forensic Anthropology

Forensic Art

Forensic Dentistry

Forensic History

Forensic Psychiatry

General Forensics

Guest Blogger

High Tech Forensics

Interesting Cases

Interesting Places

Interviews

Medical History

Medical Issues

Misc

Multiple Murderers

On This Day

Poisons & Drugs

Police Procedure

Q&A

serial killers

Space Program

Stupid Criminals

Theft

Time of Death

Toxicology

Trauma

@impaladreamer-rps :

" Fine." Sam dragged his hand down his face. It was gonna be a long night.

"Yes!" I leaned up and kissed Sam's cheek. I rushed over to wear my coat was and flung it on. Looking back, no one had moved. Sam was unmoving in his chair, eyes downcast. He seemed to be in deep thought. Beka and Dean on the other hand were to busy making heart eyes at each other. " Would you hurry your lazy asses up. C'mon." I tapped my boot covered foot.

Escapades

@peyton-keating :

“ So I had a thought,” I said grinning from ear to ear. I had a fun plan brewing in my brain. We all needed some time to relax after this recent hunt and this was the perfect way to that.

“ Oh no.” Sam groaned. Her plans always involved something crazy. Last time, they went to a bar and she went shot for shot with Dean. Dean could hold his liquor. She however could not. She decided that grinding on everything that moved was a great. Encouraged when Beka would cheer her on. Both were fuming when I had to drag her away to Baby.

“ I swear it’s a good one this time!” I pouted folding my arms. We needed to have some fun. Them being grumpy be damned.

“ No. Whatever it is. No.” Dean said, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. Having to deal with her and Beka’s drunken escapades was not on his list to do tonight.

“ Beka, back me up here.” I flicked my eyes to you.

“I mean, we’ve been going non-stop for weeks,” Beka said with a twinkle in her eye. She knew it wouldn’t work on Sam, as nothing really did, but Dean could be swayed. “Don’t you think,” she went on, turning her doe eyes to the elder Winchester and biting the corner of her lip, “that we deserve a night off?”

Dean’s eyes twitched with the beginnings of a smile, and Y/N ran with it. “A little whiskey…some good tunes…huh?”

Dean shrugged and looked at Sam. “Maybe.” He was convinced. He needed some R&R, he just didn’t like to admit that his mind could so easily be changed.

nina-delarosa:

missrosalyngrace:

The scent of vanilla seeps into her nostrils as she gets the board games set up. Rosie had made cupcakes, which were almost ready to come out of her cute little oven. Although she hoped it was appropriate for this kind of thing. Who doesn’t like cupcakes she thought, brushing off her worry. She had finished dinner a while before, Chicken Kiev. It was a Russian meal she found on pinterest after she figured out that Borscht was Russian, and Nina & Nathalia seemed like Russian names so she kind of put two and two together. Oh, and hopefully Peyton approved of the food.

Insistent knocking makes her drop her muse. Furrowing her brow, she jogs over to her front door and opens it up. Standing huddled together is Nina and her two little siblings, with a  grimacing Peyton behind them. She had met the cute little girl, but she hadn’t met the boy, who seemed a little older and more than a little unamused, a look she often saw on Nina. Rosie musters her brightest smile, “Welcome!” She has so got this.

Nina raised her eyebrows as the door opened and the aroma of vanilla cupcakes sunk into her skull. Rosie had really gone all out. She ushered the two little ones inside, watching as Nikolai went to the couch with his Nintendo DS and Nathalia jumped up and down expectantly. “Are their cupcakes?” The little girl squealed excitedly. Nina nodded in reassurance as she walked over to the couch where she sat beside Nikolai. “Nikolai, put that down please, spasibo,” She asked, watching Nikolai huff and move the device away from his face. Nina looked up to see everyone else. “You really went out of your way here, Rosie. Although, it’s very nice,” She admitted. She admired Rosie’s quaint and homey environment. It reminded her of Rosie. She wondered what Peyton thought of all this as Nina sat back and moved her eyes from one child at a time.

Peyton’s breath hitched as she got a glimpse of the room over Nina’s shoulder. Rosie had really gone all out with the board games. There wasn’t an inch of empty space on her coffee table. It was amazing. Peyton looked around with wide eyes. She inhaled through her nose to smell the lovely scent of vanilla. “Man, if only home was like this,” Mumbled Peyton. letting out a long whistle in amazement. “ Rosie, you really out did yourself. This is awesome!- Hey does anyone wanna play Clue?” She speaks over her shoulder as she goes to sit down near the little guy. “ You wanna play a board game with me, big guy?” Peyton reaches over to grab Clue with her bad arm and winces. She looks down to see a red splotch expanding on her shirt sleeve. Looking at it, she begins to internally panic afraid that everyone will see.

Outing with the family, Rosie & unexpected guests

nina-delarosa:

“Yes, but it can wait a few minutes. Just gotta be back within the hour,” Nina informed her as they turned the corner.

“ okay, awesome thanks so much. I really need this job so hopefully, I don’t say something incredibly rude but knowing me that's highly likely.”

Job Searching

nina-delarosa:

Nina got herself comfortable in the front seat, adjusting the mirrors and her chair. “Yeah, sure. And, I understand,” She reassured, although she really couldn’t help her judgements sometimes. “And no problem,”

She turned her head to the back. “You ready to go?”

“ Ready willing and able!” I two finger salute. “ Do you have anywhere to be?”

Job Searching

peyton-keating:

nina-delarosa:

It takes a long time for the Delarosa family to all get out of the door together. At around 4 she began helping Nathalia get ready, changing her out of her shirt with spaghetti stains on it and into a floral sweater. Nikolai is 9 and can get ready himself, but rarely chooses to. So with all that being said, they ended up leaving their apartment at five past five.

Nina grabbed both Nathalia and Nikolai’s hands, before she shut the door and jiggled the handle to make sure it was locked. She approached Rosie’s door but stopped before knocking. “Why aren’t you knocking? I can do it,” Nathalia squealed. “How about you knock on this door for me first, milaya moya,” Nina offered sweetly. Nathalia excitedly scurried over to the door beside them and obnoxiously pounded on the door. “Knock knock!” She proclaimed. I’m sure Rosie wouldn’t mind some extra company,’ She thought. They stood their together in a huddle as they waited for a response.

“ Dammit stop being chicken Pey. Just splash it on.” Standing in the mirror peyton glares aat her reflection. Specifically at the blood oozing cut on her shoulder. Snatching the bottle of rum she takes a sip. Not thinking about it anymore she splashes probably more than necessary onto the wound. “ Fucking hell.” She says through gritted teeth. “knock knock!” She faintly hears a voice say fading over the sound of her heart beating in her ears. “ One second!” Peyton thinks she yells. “ Shit gotta hurry.” She mumbles to herself. Grabbing the bandages she scrambles to wound around her arm till about mid bicep. She grabs the long sleeve shirt hanging off the mirror and pulls it over her head. She then adjusts the shirt to cover the make job bandaging. Jogging over to the front door she swings it open. “What do you wan-Oh hey, uh what’s up?”  She looks to see Nina with two kids. Peyton crouches down twitching a little because it stretched her wound but she grits her teeth and did it anyway to be level with them. “ Hi, Nina.” she quickly glance at her. “ And who are these guys? what’re your names?”. Peyton looks to the kids to answer.

Outing with the family, Rosie & unexpected guests

nina-delarosa:

“I can’t think of anywhere, no. But, there’s a pub not too far down and a grocery store. I would try there first,” She informed her, as they walk down the stairs and out of the residence. 

If she was being honest, she was looking for someone to replace her current nanny. Not because she doesn’t like dear old Maggie, but she needed a more reliable person who wouldn’t drop dead at any second. “I never meant to offend you, so I’m sorry for that. I’m just not interested in same sex relationships, that’s all,” She was being honest - although she is a little more prejudiced than that sentence would lead on. She unlocked her scratched up, red car and motioned for Peyton to get inside.

“Could you take me to the pub first?- I’ll take what I can get. I’m not mad about you having your own opinions. That's fine, I have my own opinions too but when you judge me for my opinions that’s when I get upset. Don’t judge me and we’re good. Thanks for the ride, though. I would have had to walk for ages.” I see her wave her hand signaling for me to get in. I go to sit in the back.

Job Searching

missrosalyngrace:

Startled from a loud voice behind me I drop the mug and panic surges through my body as I turn to face an attacker. It’s just my neighbor. “Sorry.” I mumble. 

“ I was wondering if you wanted to finish the episode of Veronica Mars I was watching before you knocked on my door. Wait, I never caught your name! My name’s Rosie. I think I may have mentioned it earlier, but you seemed a little distracted.” I add quickly. I know her life story, well some of it and not her name. I knew that my social skills were sub-par at best, but I didn’t know they were THAT bad.

“ Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. Uh, Peyton. My name I mean. And sure I could stay for a little bit to watch some tv.”

Knock, knock.

missrosalyngrace:

“Well you seem to have a place to live now, and a new friend if you want one.” I place my hand on her arm and give her a reassuring squeeze, “ And life is a journey, just because we did something in the past we’ere not proud of doesn’t mean we can’t move forward.” I give one more squeeze before letting go and begin to clear some of the dishes from my coffee table and wash them in my kitchen sink.

 “Do you know Veronica Mars?!” I call, hoping my voice makes it over the sound my obnoxiously loud sink.

“ Thanks, I would appreciate another friend right now ” I glance at her hand on my arm. I wasn’t expecting that. I see her suddenly get up and grab our cups. I awkwardly follow behind her. She suddenly yells out something. “ Dude! there's no need to yell. I’m here.” Veronica Mars? “ Veronica Mars? What’s that?”

Knock, knock.

missrosalyngrace:

“That’s awful! And you’re hot! What the heck, that doesn’t even make sense.” Before I start huffing and puffing I compose myself and steel my shoulders.

 “I’m sorry that happened to you. What brings you here?” I ask, urging her to share a little more.

“ That’s. Uh, thanks. What brings me here is that I have no place to live and this was the cheapest place I could afford after..” I mumble the next part. “after stripping for money...”

Knock, knock.

nina-delarosa:

“Three words, want a ride?” She rebuked, dangling her keys after locking her front door. Nina ought to be nice for once.

“ Five words. Yes please and thank you. Aha, Thats probably the only time youre gonna hear those works out of my mouth, is there any place in particular that you know is hiring?- hey, wait is this your way of saying sorry, cause that ain’t gonna cut it” I raise my eyebrow at her.

“ I would appreciate a REAL apology.”

Job Searching

missrosalyngrace:

“The cutest.” I agree. “ And ya, it’s short for Munchkin because of his little legs.” I beam. Maybe I’ll actually make a friend. I notice she exhales the cigarette smoke away from me and munchkin. Awe, how nice. Either way, I’m going to be purchasing some very expensive air fresheners. 

Inquisitive about her story, I usher her on, getting comfortable with the remnants of my now cool hot chocolate in hand.

“ Basically, in a nutshell, my parents think I’m a disgusting fag and my girlfriend had sex with a guy and only dated me as a stupid bet.” I angrily huff with my eyes teary.

Knock, knock.

nina-delarosa:

Nina was confused, and now intrigued. What did she have to do at 6:30 in the morning? The intrigue immediately turned to frustration when she blew cigarette smoke in her face. She hesitated before she spoke. Breathe, Nina. 

She fixes her hair. “What do you mean?” She spoke spitefully as Peyton continued to walk away.

I stop mid-stride. I just stand there my back towards. The heck is she doing? just yesterday she was disgusted with me and now she wants a conversation? “ I turn my head sideways. “ Two words. Job hunting.” I say with a little bit of a snarl.

Job Searching

missrosalyngrace:

“ Sorry if Nina was mean to you, she tends to do that sometimes.” I say, wanting to console her. “Oh, and by the way, I wouldn’t tell anybody either. Got no-one to tell, except for Munchie here, but he is much more interested in his little buddy over there.” I say gesturing towards the little kitten laying on his back playing with his toy mouse. 

“Uhh…sure. Oh right! Your lighter.” I hop up, spilling a little of my hot-cocoa on myself, making me groan. Nonetheless, I go over to my kitchen and reach on my utmost tiptoes to grab the lighter I keep at the top of my fridge. Going over to the peculiar woman sitting on my beloved love seat, I extend my arm, offering up the lighter. “Well, if you’re going to tell me that story of yours, I think you’ll need this.” 

“ He’s cute. Had him for long? Uh... does Munchie stand for something?

“ Awesome thanks.” I scoot to sit on one butt cheek to grab the pack of cigs out of my pocket. I take one out and place it between my lips. using the lighter I light it up and take a really long drag and blow it out away from Rosie and her kitty

I look downwards feeling angry about it. I cough to clear my throat. “ Now where to begin my beautiful story...” 

Knock, knock.

missrosalyngrace:

“Nina’s not that bad. She’s just got a rough exterior.” I say. Remembering her batteries I fish through my drawer and grab the case. Swinging around, I go to sit beside her on the love seat and hand her the whole case. I then lean forward to grab my donut mug, reverently inhaling while holding it up to my nose. 

“What’s your story?” I ask, head tilting to the side curiously.

I guess.. She seems a little homophobic... Oh, thanks for the batteries.” I fiddle with the package.” Uh um I guess I could talk about my story with you.. I trust you for some reason, even though I’ve known you for like five minutes.. but uh if I say anything I’m gonna need a cig.  Can I?”

Knock, knock.

missrosalyngrace:

peyton-keating:

Taken aback by her kind words, I say nothing and turn to make her a hot-cocoa. I specifically choose my sassy mug with a a cat on it saying ‘Oops. I don’t care’ figuring it would suit her nicely. “Make yourself at home.” I tell her looking over my shoulder. I hand over the mug and bring my free hand up for her to shake.

”Rosie.”

“Aha, nice mug. I like that cat. so uh thanks for letting me come in.. I didn’t expect you to be so nice. I met the other lady uhh.. Nina I think and she wasn’t exactly welcoming, haha.” As I speak I take a sip and sit down on the white loveseat.

Knock, knock.

nina-delarosa:

Nina tried to get up at 6:30 in the morning before her siblings woke up so she could go to the gym. Lately, Nathalia had been waking up earlier and crawling into bed with her when she had nightmares. However, Nina hadn’t been woken up at all last night, and the children seemed to be asleep and sound. Usually she would stay at home to work out, but she hadn’t been in a while and she didn’t know if she would get another golden opportunity. She bundled herself in her thick jacket and wrapped her knit sweater around her neck. She hated the cold. She quietly opened the front door before popping in her earbuds. That’s when she smelt cigarette smoke wafting through the air. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, looking over to see Peyton leaving her house bright and early. Should she acknowledge her? That would probably be the nice thing to do. “You’re leaving early…” She retorted. Nina could still feel the tension from their last conversation.

“Uh yeah.” I take a drag of my cig and blow it in her direction. “ Not much choice there.” I turn to walk away fast.

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