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i just got tickets to see sailor moon the super live in new york city in april. and i'm legit crying in happiness. like - i have dreamed about seeing a sailor moon theater performance since i was a kid watching poorly recorded fan dubbed ones i downloaded from irc servers as a child. SOBS.
today i am a bit sad. i am going to be alone tonight in the house - because for some reason zac is working friday night. i am like a bunny, i don't do well by myself.
but i am going to try to keep my head up. gonna eat some food and be on. feel free to bother me as i would love the company.
i hope your day is amazing and filled with joy. because that is what you deserve. because you are phenomenal and make the world a better place by just existing.
୨୧╼ Violet was no stranger to disastrous events. Whether misfortune was big or small could cause internal and external strife. For just because a tragedy may be pebble to one person, it could be a boulder to another. Everyone had their own crosses to bear. While a life full of despair may cause one to become hard – Violet tried her best to maintain her humanity and compassion. It was because of this she approached a girl who seemed a bit lost. “Excuse me Miss, are you alright?”
@mccklynaive ୨୧ starter call.
FALLOUT: Season 1 Episode 2 “The Target”
okay, back from the gym early. i got little sick, but i have my ginger ale and am gonna try to write a bit. feel free to bother ur local sick girlie.
Send 💋 to give my muse a kiss
Add 'reverse' to have my muse kiss yours
Violet, despite being a volunteer and considered a protagonist, has committed a variety of crimes. She:
Interfered with a train's destination in the film, although she would have been killed by it if she and her younger siblings did nothing.
Opened Stephano's briefcase in The Reptile Room and took his items, although her intentions were to prove her uncle's death was a murder and not a snakebite.
Stole a sailboat in The Wide Window in order to save her aunt, although she wanted to borrow it and it was owned by Count Olaf.
Hitchhiked without the driver's permission in the TV series.
Broke many rules of Prufrock Preparatory School and had Isadora Quagmire impersonate her so she could skip a S.O.R.E. meeting in order to study for a crucial exam.
Broke Rule #62 of the Village of Fowl Devotees: "No citizen is allowed to build or use any mechanical devices." - Violet secretly assisted Hector with the construction of his mobile home.
Broke rule #1,742 of the Village of Fowl Devotees: "No one is allowed to escape from jail." - Violet broke out of jail during The Vile Village, although she was wrongfully imprisoned and she would have been burned at the stake.
Hitchhiked a ride in the trunk of Olaf's car without permission to avoid asphyxiation coupled with being arrested by the police in the TV series.
Aided in burning down Caligari Carnival in order to travel with Olaf's group.
Pretended to be a staff member (a concierge) of Hotel Denouement, despite not being legally employed there.
Burnt down the Hotel Denouement (as a signal to fellow VFD members), likely killing many people inside.
Is guilty of indirect manslaughter (Count Olaf tossed a harpoon gun into her hands, which Violet accidentally slips and sets off, killing Dewey Denouement).
Partially responsible for infecting the Islanders with the Medusoid Mycelium poison and potentially killing them, as she knew it was brought to the island and kept it a secret from the Islanders.
୨୧╼ It was a rarity that Violet went out. The world was a horrifying place filled with dreadful people. Yet one had to pay the bills – even if they were in hiding. Mostly she did repairs and restoration. This time she had fixed and improved a rather popular karaoke bar’s machine. When the owner of the establishment offered her a few free drinks in the VIP section for her hard work, Beatrice insisted she take them up on it. Saying that Violet spent so much of her life helping and protecting others, she forgot to do things for herself. Reluctantly she agreed, as it had been some time since she had mingled in a public place.
When people began to flood the club, Violet felt a bit overwhelmed. Especially when seemingly well-known individuals entered. Not one to keep up with popular culture, she did not recognize them. It was the reactions to their entrance that was an indicator of their popularity. It always felt so alienating to be out of the loop in an unfamiliar setting.
As the club became more boisterous – Violet needed a break. She made her way to the VIP bathroom for a break. Thankful for an area not so densely populated. A sigh left her mouth, as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. “What are you doing? You don’t belong here.” A sigh left painted lips, as she shook her head. It was then she noticed sound from the other side of the bathroom. So lost in thought and self-loathing, she didn’t realize anyone else was there. It was dangerous for her to be so neglectful of her surroundings. She had to get it together. “My apologies – I didn’t realize anyone else was here.”
@hatchetswung ( betty swoon ) ୨୧ starter call.
୨୧╼ starter call. who wants a starter when i get back. may message to plot something out since it will most likely be an au. <3
good morning everyone! ended up crashing hard last night. today is my first day on a new medicine. so i'm a bit nervous - but hopefully it doesn't have side effects or anything. i'm gonna try to go to the gym today - health willing. but other than that i'll be around to write and plot!
i hope you are doing well - and the day treats you kindly. that you get the flowers you so rightfully deserve.<3
i'm home! omg moulin rouge was great. i was barely sick all day. gonna try to get to stuff once my tylenol kicks in. cause there was a lot of noise on the bus ride home. rip.
lets plot and make beautiful character interactions and have fun!
i hope your day was amazing and your night is restful!
valentine's day application
Name: Age: Do you like to cuddle?: Can we make-out?: A night in or dinner out?: Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: What makes you a good Valentine?: Would you cook for me?: Would you let me cook for you?:
So to celebrate me getting out of the hospital mom is taking me to see Moulin Rouge on Broadway today. I am nervous about being outside and active around people all day. I'm worried about getting sick while we're out. But I'll be mobile for awhile and on the bus, feel free to message me! Wish me luck!
me scrolling through Tumblr on mobile and seeing this advertisement. I'm absolutely losing it. Tw usfw, butts, and butt stuff and I think a penis? Like is Tumblr for real? it once shadow banned my account for writing a m/m kiss. I'm not even adverse to usfw, but this is a bit much on a site so quick to shadow ban for less
the awkwardness of being helped by someone very nice but also extremely incompetent. Idk what to do. 😭
୨୧╼ plotting call. who wants to to plot and talk while i am in waiting rooms and stuff? i could use the company. having a rough day of it.
୨୧╼ plotting call. who wants to to plot and talk while i am in waiting rooms and stuff? i could use the company. having a rough day of it.
Hughie Campbell | The Boys S01E02: Cherry
it is 10 am and i've already been to two doctors and have two more to go. send help plz. ;-;
୨୧╼ Shawn Spencer was truly a curiosity. Like one might find at one of those antique curio shops. With strange and exotic paraphernalia from assorted times and places. Where you never knew what you would see around the corner. It was clear that he was highly intelligent, albeit very silly. But her scientific oriented brain had difficulty believing in his proclaimed divinations.
Politely Violet covered her mouth, unable to suppress her giggle. There was something humorous about the way he scrutinized his food. There were many times that she had not had the luxury of being picky about food. The only requirement she had for what she ate was that it did not contain peppermint. But that was only due to an allergy. It was her sister Sunny, that had a more discerning palate.
“You certainly are a character. Though – I must admit I’ve never seen an Indian Jones movie. I imagine I won’t now since you find it so unsavory. My parents were the type of parents where all the media we consumed had a purpose. Usually educational, others for knowing what to do when confronted by villainy. Not that I have a complaint about it. Simply I missed out on certain popular culture. ”
The way that Shawn’s eyes moved were methodical. While he may have been rambunctious in nature, there seemed to be a method to his madness. Violet wondered what it might be like to look around in such a manner, without seeing a bad actor behind every door. Literally.
“A calling? A natural born gift?” Well-formed eyebrows rose, as she felt herself begin to smile. “Such as the diviners and prophets of the past? Have you ever met anyone else with such a talent?” How could she not be curious? Whatever was going on with him was fascinating. “I once worked for a dreadful and selfish woman who claimed clairvoyance. It was all smoke and mirrors however.” Sometimes Violet swore she still heard the snarls of the lions that so greedily gobbled Madame Lulu up. A wretch of a woman who used her last breath to betray the Baudelaire’s.
If Shawn truly had such premonitions; he would have seen though Violet already. The cavalcade of misfortune that surrounded her. That she did not have clean hands, even if she had the best aims. As the old proverb said, the road to hell is paved with good intentions. “Whether or not your gift is something mystical – I must commend you on the fact you use your abilities to aid in justice. Many would use them for more self-indulgent purposes.”
There were many things that Violet was good at, talking about herself was not one of them. Nervously she bit her bottom lip and glanced down into her lap. “I apologize, I am not used to people asking about me. I am an inventor with a variety of patents to my name. The ones that were the most successful ended up being an improved grappling hook and pencil sharpener. I have been tinkering since I was a child. Not all of my inventions are practical. Once I made a Grandfather Clock Toaster. Whenever the clock struck twelve it would eject two pieces of toast.” Finally, she looked back up again, “My daughter just started college – and she insisted I get out of my workshop and get this novel thing called a social life. She’s adopted – and her birth mother in trusted me with her safety. My life has revolved around her for so long, I don’t know what to do with myself.”
He glared at the plate with complete distrust. There were far too many vegetables, and none of them had the decency to be fried. And then there was the cherry tomato—sitting all by itself on the edge of the plate, like some kind of culinary ransom note. Was it a warning from a serial killer? Or maybe the chef’s desperate plea for help, communicated in the only way they could.
Just maybe—if he tilted his head and squinted—there’d be a hidden message in the arrangement of the food. An S.O.S., spelled out in unseasoned zucchini. That had to be it. Because there was no way this was what he ordered. The menu had promised "delicious," and he’d wholeheartedly disagree.
“Displeasing is how bad the last Indiana Jones movie was despite having Harrison Ford in it. This,” he gestured to the plate like it might explode, “is attempted murder.”
Grabbing his beer, Shawn casually scanned the room. His gaze landed on the guy sitting three tables down, nervously fidgeting with his watch. Obviously waiting for a date who was either late—or had already decided he wasn’t worth showing up for.
“Oh, glad you asked,” Shawn said to no one in particular, gesturing grandly like he was in the middle of a job interview. “You see, what I do isn’t really a job—it’s more of a calling. Something you’re born with. " Or, you know, something you develop after your dad refuses to let you go outside until you’ve memorized every minor change in the living room, just so he can test your observational skills.
He leaned forward, his voice dropping to an exaggerated whisper. “I get these premonitions. Commune with the spirits, the world beyond, you know. And thanks to this incredible gift, I assist our local police department with solving their toughest cases. Won a bunch of awards, have the keys to the city—it’s a whole thing.” He paused for effect before flashing his most charming grin.
“Now,” he said, gesturing for dramatic emphasis, “please—tell me all about you.”
୨୧╼ shipping call. cause i'm trash. violet's pan, no preference- let's get wild.
‘TOL AND SMOL’ PROMPTS
feel free to combine these with dialogue whether it’s something you make up or from other memes your partner has reblogged.
[ BEND ] for the shorter muse to tug the taller muse down so they can kiss their forehead.
[ LEAN ] for the taller muse to lean down to kiss the shorter muse’s forehead.
[ LIFT ] for taller muse to lift up the smaller one and sit them on a surface where they can be eye level.
[ CLIMB ] for the shorter muse to find somewhere to perch so they can be eye level with taller muse.
[ INTERRUPT ] for shorter muse to stop during the middle of a conversation and stand on a chair/sit on a table so they can be eye level with the taller one.
[ GIVE ] for the taller muse to place their jacket around the shorter muse’s shoulders, the garment essentially ‘swallowing them whole.’
[ TAKE ] for the taller muse to find the shorter one has ‘borrowed’ a shirt/sweater/jacket etc. which is oversized on them.
[ GO ] for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one and carry them away from a potential/just started fight.
[ RIDE ] for the taller muse to give the shorter one a piggyback ride so they don’t have to keep up.
[ SEE ] for shorter muse to insist on getting to ride on the taller one’s shoulders.
[ FIND ] for the taller muse to lift the shorter one by the waist so they can reach something.
[ EMBRACE ] for the taller muse to lift the shorter muse off the ground when they hug.
[ CATCH ] for the shorter muse to run and jump into the taller muse’s arms.
[ CARESS ] for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one to kiss them.
[ GIVE ] for the shorter muse to stand or climb to sit on a higher surface to demand a kiss from the taller one.
[ PULL ] for the shorter muse to tug the taller one down by the collar to kiss them.
[ URGE ] for the taller muse to tilt the shorter one’s chin up so they can look at their face.
[ LOWER ] for the taller muse to kneel in front of the shorter one so they’re less intimidating.
[ HELP ] for the taller muse to use the advantage of their stature to shield the shorter one from something.
[ AID ] for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one to lift them over something ( stairs, while hiking, a large puddle etc. ).
[ INSIST ] for the shorter muse to guide the taller one to sit so they don’t have to keep looking up.
[ COMFORT ] for the taller muse to tuck their chin atop the shorter one’s head while they hug.
[ MELT ] for the taller muse to lean down so they can bury their face into the shorter one’s shoulder.
[ GENTLE ] for the smaller muse to hug the taller one while they are seated so the taller one can hide their face against them.
[ BLOCK ] for the taller muse to stand in front of the shorter one to prevent them from having to see something.
[ CUDDLE ] for the taller muse to the big spoon.
[ HELD ] for the shorter muse to be the big spoon.
[ TENDER ] for the taller muse to kiss the shorter one’s head while they embrace.
[ GENTLE ] for the shorter muse to kiss the taller one’s chest while they hug.
[ REST ] for the shorter muse to lean forward and press their forehead against the tall one’s chest/shoulder while they stand in front of each other.
[ TOUCH ] for the taller muse to lean down and press their forehead to the shorter one’s.
[ PRESS ] for the shorter muse to take hold of the taller one’s face to pull them down so they can press their foreheads together.
[ GAZE ] taller muse is sitting and the shorter one who is standing in front of them takes their face into their hands while they talk.
with anya taylor joy as a fc. bc they both have sweet smiles and dark eyes.
but then there is also this french woman loving queen. who i haven't decided a fc for, the only requirements for me being dark hair, dark eyes, and non-problematic.
i'm so sad there isn't a reverse 1999 rp scene. it was a phone game i picked up in the hospital. the story is so good, and surprisingly didn't require money if you understood the mechanics. the characters in it are ridiculous with cool backstories that make them worth unlocking. i really want to make a character from me - but maybe i just will anyway and force it upon all my ride or die mutuals.
look at these cuties. i can already see the fcs for some of them.
୨୧╼ starter call. who wants a starter when i get back. may message to plot something out since it will most likely be an au. <3