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just two kids from north london. who happened to think the world of each other. ( gif set for @parker66 <3 )

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces ft. bones⠀/⠀visage.⠀ #parker66

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just a lil smthn smthn for a friend.

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces ft. bones⠀/⠀answered.⠀ #⠀∟⠀divingfaces ft. bones⠀/⠀replies.⠀ #⠀∟⠀divingfaces ft. bones⠀/⠀visage.⠀ #⠀∟⠀divingfaces ft. bones⠀/⠀aesthetics.⠀ #⠀∟⠀divingfaces ft. bones⠀/⠀headcanons.⠀

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who has 2 thumbs and just sneaked into a robbie williams homecoming gig for free? 😉✋

#mobile #i plan to be back here soon #just got my muse all muddled up but #im workin on it #but yeah anyway robbie came on for the encore #with the local football team’s fa cup trophy #that we won last week #and sang ‘glad all over’ #n i was a fucking emotional wreck #luv being from stoke on trent me

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@spicegrrrrrl.

LOVE, ROSIE (2014) | dir. Christian Ditter

#⠀∟⠀stuck on each other like caramel⠀/⠀skoda⠀&⠀crys.⠀

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who wanna do the ‘i have to be up in less than five hours to catch a bus to the airport’ panic dance w me?

#mobile #i cant sleep #typical of my brain

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it's fuckin top gun maverick day !!!!!!!! forgive me for the person i will be after 8pm gmt.

#tbd #i have been waiting #so long

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a small meta post about npc, craig matherson.

following  on  from  main  verse,  craig  comes  into  skoda’s  life  essentially  offering  him  a  career.  a  lot  of  how  i  envision  his  character  comes  from  ex  sex  pistols  manager  malcolm  mclaren.  he’s  an  egotistical  prodigy.  an  american  man  seeking  ‘real  culture’  in  london,  convinced  that  he  is  the  new  frontier  of  the  city.  that  his  vision  for  the  future  will  prevail.  anti-establishment  to  the  point  of  exasperation  yadda  yadda  yadda.

but  it’s  all  self  serving.  the  only  thing  real  is  skoda’s  music.  everything  else  is  manufactured,  all  with  the  purpose  of  creating  a  media  storm.  for  example,  skoda  isn’t  allowed  to  make  himself  known  as  the  dj  --  causing  speculation  and  mystery  around  his  act.  but  skoda  wants  to  be  known!  craig  matherson?  oh  he’s  on  every  headline.  nor  is  there  a  real  care  for  skoda’s  well  being.  at  the  height  of  his  career,  he’s  even  playing  in  the  usa  for  some  dates  and  sunset  strip  culture  consumes  him.  binging  for  days  on  end,  before  getting  a  flight  back  to  london  and  being  left  to  comedown  on  his  own  in  his  flat.

same  with  malcolm  mclaren  and  sid  vicious,  i  plan  to  have  a  lot  of  contempt  gather  for  craig  matherson  once  the  inner  runnings  of  his  operation  are  exposed.  i  don’t  know  how,  maybe  skoda  cries  out  for  help.  through  therapy,  through  a  lawsuit?  that’s  all  to  be  decided, but  the  point  is:  craig  matherson  is  a  bastard  of  a man.

(  p.s.  he  gives  me  very  soft  cell  ‘non-stop  erotic  cabaret’  vibes  )

#tw drugs #⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀meta⠀cus⠀chet⠀talks⠀2⠀much.⠀ #⠀∟⠀entertain me!⠀/⠀skoda⠀&⠀craig.⠀

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@childactress​​ said,  late night empty streets.

*  ⠀ —  ⠀there  are  two  types  of  failures  bygones  in  this  world:  those  who  are  washed  out  and  those  who  are  washed  up.  he  wonders  which  mara  belongs  to.  for  him,  it  was  a  mixture  of  both.  the  music  scene  had  changed,  he  had  not  ─────   getting  junked  up  like  he  was  still  18  years  of  age  in  an  underground  club.  the  people  were  tired  of  him  and  he  was  tired  of  himself.

“  people  fall  out  of  love  so  fast.  ”  his  tone  is  casual  and  conversational,  the  sentences  disrupted  by  a  drag  of  his  cigarette,  “  today’s  hot  shit  is  tomorra’s  ...  shit.  ”  especially  in  los  angeles.  oh,  to be  back  in  england.

the  city  is  cold  at  night.  like  receiving  a  hug  from  a  friend  that  you  suspect  is  going  to  stick  a  knife  in  your  back  at  any  given  moment.  skoda  cannot  quite  comprehend  how  mara  has  lasted  so  long  here.

#tw reference to drugs #⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀answered.⠀ #verse tag tba #childactress #hope u can work w this !!! #lemme know if not :D

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Hahaha…   😯  😂

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀musings.⠀ #tw reference to drugs

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i am so ready 2 get into bed w a jar of nutella and watch motherland

#mobile #manifest me getting out of this club #i partied 5 out 7 nights last week #im done #eternally

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JOHN SIMM in Exile - Episode 1

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀visage.⠀ #⠀∟⠀dawning of a new era⠀/⠀verse.⠀

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imagine it's 1999 u work in a sports outlet that just keeps fucking playing 5, 6, 7, 8 by steps over the sound system.

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀ooc.⠀ #skoda hiding from the bad people music in the store room

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@bundledmisery​ said,  late night empty streets.

*  ⠀ —  ⠀a  piece  of  wall  breaks  away  from  a  long-forgotten  building and  splinters  at  his  feet.  good  ol’  manchester,  always  a  pleasure.  the  inebriates  are  now  out  in  full  force,  stopping  their  drunken  fights  only  to  ask  if  skoda  has  a  lighter.  “  yeah,  i  do  mate.  thanks  for  askin’.  ”  it  is  not  usually  wise  to  answer  drunk  mancunians  with  such  cheek,  but  he  figures  they’ll  topple  headfirst  before  they  catch  him.  kain  tayo,  kain  tayo.

at  long  last  he  finds  it   ────   like  a  beacon  in  the  darkness.  but  he  has  told  her  to  meet  him  around  the  back,  so  he  ducks  to  one  side  and  slips  down  the  empty  alley.  there’s  no  guaranteeing  that  she’ll  even  come  out  to  speak,  they’ve  only  met  a  few  times.  but  he  has  a  proposition  for  her.  a  saturday  night  proposition,  if  she  can  pull  herself  away  from  work.

there’s  a  wire  mesh  separating  the  alley  from  the  back  of  the  restaurant,  but  it’s  no  bother.  it’s  not  like  they  can’t  talk  through  it.  skoda  leans  against  the  opposite  wall,  lighting  a  cigarette  offhandedly  and  waits.  is  a  wave  too  friendly,  a  ‘hello’  too  nonchalant?  he  settles  for  a  small  wave.

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀answered.⠀ #bundledmisery #hope this is ok !!! #lemme know if anything needs *adjusting*

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Liminal Space Meme

Send me a random number for a starter/drabble with our characters in the setting of a liminal space #1-104 (some repeats, mostly taken from this list)

a playground at night

rest stops on highways

deep in the mountains

churches at night

abandoned 7/11’s

your bedroom at 5 am

hospitals at midnight

warehouses that smell like dust

lighthouses with lights that don’t work anymore

empty parking lots

ponds and lakes in suburban neighborhoods

rooftops in the early morning

inside a dark cabinet

A pond on a roof

early in the morning wherever it’s just snowed
trails by the highway just out of earshot of traffic
schools during breaks

those little beaches right next to ferry docks

bowling alleys

a cornfield next to a country road

your friends living room once everybody but you is asleep
laundromats at midnight

hospital waiting rooms 


airports from midnight to 7am

cemeteries 


abandoned penitentiaries 


hilltops at night in full moonlight 


empty barns 


marshes 


really anywhere quiet at midnight, the air vibrates 


old stones and henge 


the ocean when it’s still quiet with fog over it


train tracks that go through the middle of the woods 


bridges 


ancient places 


stands of old growth forest 
rabbit paths off hiking tails 


trails between the main ski hills 


winter twilight


back allies between houses


logging roads


dirt roads on fall evenings with leaves falling off the trees 


libraries before closing


anyplace where it’s snowing before sunrise 


the woods during a rainstorm

roads covered with snow with trees on the sideways while snowflakes are falling out of the sky


train stations after 10 PM


outside, right before a massive storm


the woods just after twilight


the beach in winter


the bottom of swimming pools 


empty beaches when its snowing

back part of a library 


late night empty streets 


highways late at night 


windy roads 


windy roads at night when you can only see the immediate road 


abandoned parking lots (office buildings, homes) 


anywhere immediately after a really bad fight 


little towns late at night when no ones awake and the only lights on are the street posts

the lakeside anytime between 2 and 6 am

firework shows when you’re sitting on the grass

House on a lake

being the only one downstairs on christmas  

stepping outside in the early morning when it has just snowed

when its dark and you see snowflakes falling down in the light of a lamppost on the lonely road

that one clear spot in the forest with trees surrounding it

a parked car in a snow/thunderstorm

corn fields with the wind blowing over them

malls when they’re about to close for the night

woods at twilight/dawn

being on a train after midnight

theme parks at night

winding back roads with rolling fog


seeing “open” signs when its really foggy and cloudy


being in a train that was crowded when you got in and now its quiet, looking at the seats knowing that there were people sitting there moments ago and now they’re gone


hiking trails that have nobody on them 


being alone in an elevator for a few minutes 


looking down at the forest when you’re standing somewhere high and seeing the top of the trees with fog lingering over them


the ferry about to take off in the middle of the night 


tree houses


empty seats on the late night train


4-6 am on a winter morning

Feeling chased

the clouds/damp coming out of your mouth when its really cold in the morning 


stepping out on an unfamiliar metro/train stop


greenhouses that have been left to grow alone


cemeteries in the middle of fields


biking/walking on the main road when its dark without cars


swamps with fog 


hotel corridors in the middle of the night


anywhere where you can hear a train whistle in the distance but you can’t see it or know just how far away it is


foggy mornings in a meadow 


that flickering streetlight


working offices at midnight

long, dark hallways

the middle of a park when its snowing

being in a forest where there are train tracks not knowing if the train may even ever approach

bonfires

a little lake in the middle of the forest

lonely swings

overgrow field/yard

the woods on a night with a full moon

empty stables

rest stops

empty metro stations that are usually crowded

gas stations on long mountain roads

the old part of a city when you’re the only one in the street

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀memes⠀&⠀calls.⠀

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why  do  people  fall  in  love  with  you?

because  you  make  them  happy.  falling  in  love  with  you  is  as  easy  as  breathing.  you  make  everyone  grateful  to  know  you  and  loving  you  is  a  privilege.  the  only  greater  privilege  is  to  be  loved  by  you.

tagging  @spicegrrrrrl​  <3

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀dash games.⠀ #skoda would refute this #because he's stupid

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antigram (noun)

an anagram that means the opposite of the original word or phrase

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀musings.⠀ #cant expect a man to love working at jjb

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crystal parker.

@divingfaces: ❛  i wish we had grown up together.  ❜ x.

      it’s a thought she’s had a few times, but one that makes her chuckle a little bit even so, “ yeah? don’t think you’d’a liked me much. “ crystal stares at the ceiling for a moment as she considers it. same form class, probably. lived two streets over, probably bumping into each other in the bossman, thieving creme eggs off the shelves. he’d have annoyed her, all his chat about movies and shit, and she’d dread maths on a wednesday when she’d have to sit next to him. inescapable. lockers beside each other. though, they’d go on that shitty trip to the natural history museum and kiss behind a display about dinosaurs and hold hands for one day before deciding they actually hated each others guys.       her mind reeled for a good few moments, thinking of it. him getting pushed around by big ugly tom from down the street and her coming up and punching his lights out, being inseparable from then - maybe steering each other down a better path, maybe with him on her side she’d have gotten her a-levels, done something with herself. she’d have gone for tea at his house, his mum would’ve insisted she bring her sister along (because adults can always tell when a kid hasn’t had a proper meal, can’t they?). they’d have pushed each other to do better. gotten good grades and fucked off to the same uni, maybe. he’d do something music or film-y and she’d do something to do with english lit or working with kids.        but how can she say all that? it’s so fucking stupid of her to think about. so instead of lamenting on how they met with fistfuls of e’s in their pockets and a pack of gum in her hand, too far gone to come back from the brink, she turns to face him and grins, snatching the pot noodle from his hand, “ i think i’d have thought you was a nerd. “

*  ⠀ —  ⠀“  oh,  piss  off!  ”  but  no,  i  think  she  means  it.  truth  be  told,  skoda  was  never  first  pick  for  the  football  team,  he  didn’t  get  into  fights  if  he  could  help  it  and  his  fashion  sense  was  questionable.  yeah,  she’d  be  right  to  think  that.  with  his  light  blonde  curtains  and  ugly  sweater  hidden  under  a  bulky  anorak.  he  really  was  sent  out  like  a  lamb  to  the  slaughter.  and  then,  of  course,  she’d  stop  wanting  to  see  him  after  his  brother  got  caught.  word  would  spread  and  she’d  think  he  was  a  weirdo.  maybe  it  was  for  the  best  that  they  grew  up  separately.

but  then  ─────  wouldn’t  it  have  been  fun?  to  have  each  other  so  early  on?  skoda  could’ve  relieved  the  pressure  of  the  social,  crystal  could’ve  been  an  ear  to  rant  to  about  his  father.  they  might  not  have  ever  gotten�� into  drugs  ...  at  least,  not  as  a  form  of  escape.  perhaps  they’d  have  even  dated.  fooled  around,  had  a  child.  stop,  listen  to  yer’self.  no  matter  what,  you’d  ‘ave  still  been  the  same.  roads  like  ours,  they  all  lead  the  same  fuckin’  place.  dunna’  matter  who  yer  with,  they  just  speed  up  or  slow  down  the  inevitable.

“  i’d  have  thought  you  were  pompous  and  uppity.  ”  he  wouldn’t  really.  but  her  reaction  should  be  golden.  the  pot  noodle  is  snatched  back.

#⠀∟⠀divingfaces⠀/⠀answered.⠀ #⠀∟⠀stuck on each other like caramel⠀/⠀skoda⠀&⠀crys.⠀ #spicegrrrrrl