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@oftruisms​:

“   OI.  i’m  nineteen,  not  NINE.   ”  maia  immediately  stomped  her  foot,  arms  crossed  with  brows  furrowed  with  an  indignant  pout  on  her  lips.  oh  yes,  definitely  m a t u r e.  “   and  who  are  you  to  tell  me  what  to  do  ?  are  you  a  babysitter?   ”

“Ah.” Archer looks her over once, just once, with this arch in his brow that’s used to abase her. He can’t exactly claim he holds her... – how would he say it – ...abrasive? ...unsophisticated? ...callow? Callow. He does not hold her callowness in high regard. He whips out his phone, pretends to shuffle through applicable information, and feigns a look of discovery. “Well, you see, your mama texted me to check in on you.” Eyes flicker up from the screen to her face. “Guess I am your babysitter, Girlie.” ... Unripe. This is the word he’d use to describe her. Immature and like an unripe fruit, she causes him pain, discomfort, and most of all: digestive issues.

#i lost your icon rip in peace #oftruisms #( ` ɪ. — ❝ ʳᵉᵖᶫᶦᵉˢ ❞ )

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jessicastrung:

eyes flicker to how his hands flatten and push on his shirt; and teeth move across her lip – maybe she was being a little too much. resolving to be a little kinder—– her head quirks up as he delves some more information to her, brows lifting in genuine curiosity.

“oh— architecture? then… agriculture?” something about it makes her laugh; especially his follow-up. “a farmer? in the middle of the city? i’d pay to see you in a pair of wellie boots….”

“ah— i don’t know if i’ve made it… i run my own brand online. i sew for some magazines. but no one knows my name…” she muses; lips pursing softly. arms cross on a small chest. “isn’t that making it?”

Archer offers a bit of a chuckle, “Well yeah. What’s not to love about it? The whole goal is to enhance a plant’s life, an animal’s life, your own life, and probably another individual’s. It’s a wholesome and well-rounded goal, if I do say so myself.” Wholesome? Well-rounded? Honestly, Archer thinks he’s just made these words up! He’s never heard of them! The inner corners of his brows tip upward, as if to challenge her remark. “Yeah? You’d pay? I can get behind supplying a wellie boot kink.”  Money talks, that’s the motto! ”I’m thinking making it would be the term?” Maybe failing would be better. Who works themselves up so much to not get recognized. Waste of time.  “Maybe you should do something controversial to get recognized.” Now we’re talking.

#the whole ''this info decides shit'' bit of my last reply can prob be ignored..... #i was like FORESHADOWING my muses intentions by being vague #and guess what #i fucking forgot what my plan was #do you hate me or DO YOU hate me #jessicastrung #( ` ɪ. — ❝ ʳᵉᵖᶫᶦᵉˢ ❞ )

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❛ dying is taking too long. ❜

Starter meme; always accepting... @smckingashes

“How do you know?” If there were to be a passerby, this inquiry comes disembodied, or maybe it’s just the bush that’s talking. Yes, the two are hiding in a bush. “Because...like...what if you die tomorrow?” Eyebrow quirk. “Or what about within the next ten minutes? Then, dying is taking too – fast!” Okay, let’s backtrack. Why are they in a bush? Call it a game, or even it a sport if you will; they’re hiding while they wait for cars to zip down the road. Then, the object is to run in front of the car within moments of getting hit. So far, neither has, They’re not too shabby at timing it, actually. Makes you wonder if someone’s bound to get hurt though. It’s just for fun though folks! Nothing happens to the main characters, you all know that.

#( ` ɪɪ. — ❝ ᵃᶰˢʷᵉʳˢ ❞ ) #smckingashes

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@mintaeart​ opened Success by Martin Amis

Caspian is no pro at these supposed sensitive topics, take homelessness or misfortune for example. However, he still believes he’s got a fairly level head on the matters. “Lots of people are plenty uglier and poorer than me without seeming to mind...”  ... without the self-hate and self-pity – the sentimentality, in a word – that makes Caspian such a quivering condom of neurosis and ineptitude. ”I guess I’m just a pansy since I got a roof over my head and three meals a day.” Because here stands, at a roughly estimated 175 centimeters, a hobo in the blonde’s presence. He’s pretty certain hobos prefer the term “no fixed address.”  There’s a light bulb above Caspian’s head at all times. It’s off though, that’s why you can never see it. But when it does flick to life, you can almost see the light – but only in his eyes. In this instance, this is the case, His eyes widen from their typical dull state, and there’s an “a-ha!” expression scribbled onto his features. ‘Hey, I can be of some help to you.”  “I live in this motel, right? They’ve got this thing where you can crash in one of their rooms for free so as long as you work for them. Does that sound like a gig you can get behind?”

#since you dont have a profile i just googled taemins height hope it ok mwa :* #mintaeart

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SENTENCE MEMES FROM POPULAR TUMBLR TEXT POSTS :

this post was used for reference.

❛  but officer, they were fucking with my clique.  ❜ ❛  if you lose yourself, i will find you.  ❜ ❛  true friends don’t judge each other. they judge other people. together.  ❜ ❛  oh, you’re my friend? name three of my albums.  ❜ ❛  i’m sorry, but you must be at least a level four friend to unlock my tragic backstory.  ❜ ❛  fuck you but fuck me first.  ❜ ❛  you’re cute, what is your face html?  ❜ ❛  my life is one big ‘ wow, ok. ’  ❜ ❛  my life is just poorly made decisions with alternative music playing in the background.  ❜ ❛  i accidentally messed up my life, how do i start a new account?  ❜ ❛  my life is a joke and i’m not laughing anymore.  ❜ ❛  at myself, what the fuck are you doing.  ❜ ❛  if yahoo answers can’t solve your problem, then you’re in too deep.  ❜ ❛  this is the police. open up. tell me something about yourself, don’t be afraid.  ❜ ❛  how do you get a nice body without moving.  ❜ ❛  it’s so hard when you’re in a cuddly mood and don’t have anyone to cuddle with!! this is an outrage!!  ❜ ❛  ever wonder how different your life would be if that one thing never happened?  ❜ ❛  you ever just ugh really hard?  ❜ ❛  i’m a really affectionate person one you get past my five layers of shyness, awkwardness, fear, vague dislike and loneliness.  ❜ ❛  i was confident for like two minutes one time.  ❜ ❛  all i think about is sex and what i’m going to eat next.  ❜ ❛  i have my pencils and my tears ready.  ❜ ❛  i’m that kinda person who, between two choices, will always pick the wrong one.  ❜ ❛  i avoid everyone, including the people i like.  ❜ ❛  i always wonder why no one likes me and then i remember that i don’t even like me.  ❜ ❛  gosh golly! this beat is … whoo! this beat is … DANDY!  ❜ ❛  it’s hard being hilarious when everyone ignores you.  ❜ ❛  thinking about space fucks me up.  ❜ ❛  my biggest struggle in life is trying to make my eyeliner the same on both eyes.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could illegally download clothes.  ❜ ❛  heelys don’t have brakes because my swag don’t stop.  ❜ ❛  i know i make lots of jokes but i promise you, i’m a really sad person.  ❜ ❛  at least i can admit that i’m a piece of shit.  ❜ ❛  ‘ i’m not bitter ’ i say bitterly, with a bitter expression.  ❜ ❛  i’m fluent in talking shit.  ❜ ❛  it’s crazy how there are seven billion people on the planet and all of them are in love with me.  ❜ ❛  why am i better than everyone?  ❜ ❛  sometimes it physically pains me to hold back my sarcastic comments.  ❜ ❛  I SWEAR, I AM NOT CUTE OR SWEET. DON’T CALL ME THAT. I AM EVIL. I AM THE SHADOWS IN THE NIGHT. FEAR ME.  ❜ ❛  i don’t ‘ dress to impress. ’ i dress to depress. i wanna look so good that people hate themselves.  ❜ ❛  i love learning bad things about people i don’t like.  ❜ ❛  i bet you thought you’d seen the last of me.  ❜ ❛  i’m just an asshole with feelings.  ❜ ❛  there’s a special place in hell reserved for me. it’s called the throne.  ❜ ❛  damn boy, are you the terms and conditions? because i don’t give a fuck about what you have to say.  ❜ ❛  damn gurl, you flappy bird? because no one likes you.  ❜ ❛  your tattoo says ‘ only god can judge me, ’ yet here i am.  ❜ ❛  i’m not even sassy, i’m just an asshole.  ❜ ❛  i’m not a bitch, i am the bitch.  ❜ ❛  i like being obsessed with things so that i am distracted from how much i hate myself.  ❜ ❛  tips on talking to me when i’m pissed off: don’t.  ❜ ❛  my fashion sense is called ‘ i am cold and pissed off. ’  ❜ ❛  maybe ‘ fuck you ’ will be our always.  ❜ ❛  i believe in hate at first sight.  ❜ ❛  you hate me? wow, so much in common already.  ❜ ❛  i’m filled with hate and useless facts.  ❜ ❛  do you ever just wear headphones so people won’t talk to you?  ❜ ❛  i’d be such a good girlfriend, you’re all missing out.  ❜ ❛  getting into a relationship may seem tempting but so was getting on the titanic ship and look what happened there.  ❜ ❛  there’s always gonna be that one person who you can’t get out of your mind, no matter how hard you try.  ❜ ❛  i ship me and money.  ❜ ❛  have you ever met someone who’s smile looks like it could make flowers grow?  ❜ ❛  how do i get over someone i never dated?  ❜ ❛  i have a very big crush on you but sadly i am only a little bug and you are a garden.  ❜ ❛  if you grab my face right before you kiss me, i’ll definitely fall in love with you.  ❜ ❛  i don’t like your clothes, take them off.  ❜ ❛  put me in the coffin with both middle fingers up.  ❜ ❛  dying is taking too long.  ❜ ❛  being cremated is my last hope of getting a hot, smoking body.  ❜ ❛  don’t joke about murder. i was murdered once and it offends me.  ❜ ❛  you can’t spell school without ‘ i want to stab myself. ’  ❜ ❛  good news, everyone: dogs.  ❜ ❛  if you think it’s impossible to fall asleep to heavy metal, then you’re completely wrong.  ❜

#ok here it is folks

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#im gonna reblog another starter meme brb stay stuned #in the meantime peep these boys #archer got the short hair caspian got the long hair

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jessicastrung:

there’s something inherently creepy about the way an eager youth leans over her short frame; bright eyes leering in at the glossy magazine she’d clutched to her chest. and maybe it was her fault the conversation had started in the first place – ! answering in english when he’d apologised in a flurry about a door slipping closed, nearly to crush her ;; conversation ensued, and a youth was nearly brimming on his toes before her.

but for jess – she couldn’t help but sense a flavor of something else in his smile…. 

“i studied dressmaking and tailoring—” she corrects; does it sound bitchy? she doesn’t mean it to be. but all too often, her tongue gets mistaken for being a  l i t t l e  too sharp. “the fashion came naturally…. what was it you studied in New York?” jessica asks, eyes trying to discern if she was just feeling weird or there was something about him that seemed off—

Maybe Archer needs to lay off a lil’, He can tell she’s clamming up; kind’a lame if you ask him. “Dressmaking and tailoring?” Same fucking thing. “My bad, I didn’t realize there were so many fashion-related fields.” Archer chuckles sheepishly, palming the crinkles in his tee in an attempt to flatten them.  “Oh! I at first was studying architecture, but realized it wasn’t precisely my passion. After a couple Earth science programs, I realized I wanted to work with agriculture.” He pauses, then tapping his lips with his index finger he mumbles, “Haven’t quite landed a dope agricultural career yet... ...How about you though, where do you work? Have you made it yet?” This information discerns his next course of action. Oh? And some food for thought? His education doesn’t excel high school.

#( ` ɪ. — ❝ ʳᵉᵖᶫᶦᵉˢ ❞ ) #jessicastrung

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@vulphobia​ opened Hello Kitty Must Die by Angela S Choi

“Bundy was right. All you have to do is comb your hair and wear a suit and you can be one crazy motherfucker. And get away with it.” Ironic, actually. Archer’s snide remark is a jab at Jude’s typically composed outer demeanor. The irony is here: the suit in mention is their bathing suit.  I’ll tell you what though, Archer and Caspian ain’t looking so hot themselves. They’ve got those neon orange towels draped around their necks, both boys have got those sweaty mops they call hair pushed back and out of their faces. Cheeks, noses, shoulders all flushed with red. Oh, but it doesn’t stop there folks! Caspian has a glittery beach ball tucked beneath his arm, Archer cups a magenta-hued margarita in his left palm. There’s even su---uch a cute lemon wedge hanging onto the sugary rim of the glass for dear life. Archer momentarily considers the bliss of some lemon to Jude-eye contact. Caspian’s gaze flickers from the pool to Jude, to the pool, to a random girl’s ass, to Jude, to the pool. To his brother. Caspian side steps away from the edge of the pool. Smart thinking, Caspian! ”So what the fuck are you doing here?” This comes from none other than Archer.

#let the pool melodrama begin #vulphobia #i let you have the unicorn floatie #i knoooowww you want it (^: #( ` ɪ. — ❝ ʳᵉᵖᶫᶦᵉˢ ❞ )

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@jessicastrung opened Beat the Reaper, by Josh Bazell

You know that feeling where you're not sure whether you're being hustled or in the presence of an actual human being? Archer loves that feeling. That feeling of uncertainty and doubt, almost dangerous but o---oh so alluring. In this case, it’s the astonishing amount of similarities the two share. One of them might as well be lying! But for what? There’s nothing to gain. They’re both from California, true. They both appreciate plants, check. They both moved to Korea to pursue careers... not so true. Archer claims this just to save face. Okay, now they’re discussing how she studied in New York. “Oh! My! God!” Archer’s mouth pops open and he’s slapping a palm to his chest. Bogus bewilderment. “Me too!” Now his mouth is writing checks his ass can’t cash. What’s new? He peers down at her vogue magazine. “Let me guess,” he gleams with an artificial sort of light. “You studied fashion?” 

What chick doesn’t!

#i saw plants in your spirit tag #i cant tdll if this is super mild godmodding or if its casual #if you take it as gm then i'll write smth else ok lmk #jessicastrung #( ` ɪ. — ❝ ʳᵉᵖᶫᶦᵉˢ ❞ )

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Greetings! Feel free to LIKE THIS for a starter based on a random book quote!

Also, if I send you more than one starter/inbox meme, just know... I’m not sorry and I love you

#krp lit #krp oc #also i only follow like 4 active krpers where is everyone #did you all die

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earthrooted:

@pressuregrid liked !!

     “— what ??” he hasn’t eaten all day, sue him for deciding the shrimp pasta on his plate was more of a priority than what the other has been talking about. “wait, no, no, i was definitely paying attention. keep talking.” his gaze wanders down to the meal and parker’s mind is already elsewhere.

Well. Fucking. Shit.

Why was Caspian the designated walking advertisement? This is what being buddy-buddy with a motel manager get’cha. A small favor, they said. Just go spread the word about Motel Marmalade, they said.

And now Caspian is doing just that. Gaudy rainbow uniform buttoned up to his throat, he wraps a long, bony finger around the collar of his work shirt, pulls it away. He’s seen it in a movie, it’s supposed to alleviate stress in some spiritual sort of ritual, he believes.

“Well–“ he begins again. “It’s like a selfie hot spot. It’s super colorful, like real dope.”

Caspian manages a (possibly) welcoming smile. Smiles don’t usually look good on him.

“Jump in the pool, enjoy the bar, admire the beach theme…” he trails off, putting a flier on the table. Then, he slides it toward the stranger for easier viewing.

Caspian prides himself in two things! (Yes, folks. Only two things.)

1. Knowing that people enjoying a meal in the outside seating section of a cafe/restaurant are the best victims. Can’t just jump up and escape.

2. They won’t jump up anyway because he’s foreign! At least, not usually. Typically the locals are hanging on to the belief you’ve got something oh so interesting to dish out. This isn’t true, majority of the time.

“So… are you free after this? It’s not far from here, come back to the motel with me!”

No. 

I know what it sounds like.

Caspian

is

not

a

prostitute!

#earthrooted #noooooo!!! i feel like me choosing relieves some stress from rp partners (: never worry #also ignore the fact i ramble-write #( ` ɪ. — ❝ ʳᵉᵖᶫᶦᵉˢ ❞ )

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Wyatt by  David Gomezmaestre

#its ya boi archer #honestly ill figure out tags later #in the meantime SEND ME STARTER MEMES #or send me a message with a hashtag for a random starter

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* random starters

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ i heard everything. ’

‘ need anything from the store? ’

‘ absolutely not. ’

‘ i hope you’re happy. ’

‘ where were you? ’

‘ i’ll get you a band-aid. ’

‘ follow me. ’

‘ i’m proud of you. ’

‘ be careful. ’

‘ it was an accident. ’

‘ you’re lying. ’

‘ take it. ’ 

‘ are you sick? ’ 

‘ why? ’

‘ go away. ’

‘ i love you. ’ 

‘ don’t give me that look. ’

‘ goodbye. ’

‘ i don’t believe this! ’

‘ you look bored. ’ 

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    "So I'm on my way to work and I stop to watch a pigeon fight a rat in the snow, and some fuckhead tries to mug me! Naturally there's a gun. He comes up behind me and sticks it into the base of my skull. It���s cold, and it actually feels sort of good, in an acupressure kind of way."

Korea-based. Original characters. Para friendly, 1-3 liner friendly

(Reblog pls I can make it worth your while wink wink)

#krp #krp ad #krp lit #krp oc #rp ad #i havent been here so long #what are the tags #what is going on anymore

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#boiz #will figure out tags later