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shoutout to my favorite coping mechanism, isolation

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pls like this and i’ll come message you for plots! happy to fill wcs or whatever :)

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benjigctes:

“I bring it everywhere, so yeah,” he nodded, leaning back slightly. “Well great. Keep it there. Locked away from the world,” he urged, shivering slightly at the thought. He glanced over at the girl at her next question, shaking his head. “Just was browsing the Chris Evans tag on Tumblr and that’s what I was hit with. Can you believe it?”

“I have a ceremonial burning planned for it this weekend, in fact.” She leaned back on the bench and stretched out her back a little while she listened to him, laughing once he’d explained. “Tumblr is a dark place. I try to stay away as much as I can.”

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calliecuster:

“Thanks.” He said, smiling a tiny bit as he sat down next to her, continuing to quietly stare at her drawing. “Man. I wish I could draw.” He sighed. “It’s really gorgeous!”

Helena looked down at the bird she was drawing, and added a bit of shadow she hadn’t noticed before. “Anyone can draw. You just have to be willing to be bad for a while before working out your style. Same with anything.” She looked up at the guy in front of her. “It helps that I come from a family of artists so I had the encouragement early on.”

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vukivanovic:

Vuk had been a little over-thinking and the walls in his apartment felt like they were closing in on him which led him to leave the place, still in his pajamas which he hoped wasn’t too obvious because they were just sportswear after all. He somehow ended up in the park, the park on the bench. He only noticed there was already someone sitting on the bench when the girl spoke. Turning his attention to her, he raised his eyebrows, a little taken aback by the question. 

“My best friend and I had sex on this bench a few days ago and I don’t know what to think of it.” he blurted out. “I think I love her or something equally embarrassing… like I trust her, that has always been more important than love. I don’t know what love feels like, all the descriptions I’ve ever read or heard are really fucking subjective and blurry… all over the place, you know?” 

Helena always masked her shock well and now was no exception. She just about raised an eyebrow at the guy in response. “Must’ve been a bit of a shock to the system if you guys couldn’t wait to get to a bed.” She quipped, giving him a warm smile. “I can’t imagine it was that comfortable either,” she knocked on the bench, metal ringing in their ears in response.

“Love is... yeah, I’m not sure I could define it either.” She shrugged, looking briefly at her sketching again. She’d had her run of exes but she’d only been in love once, and it ruined her. Ruined her for love in general. “Have you guys talked about it since?”

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ryanxdixon:

“The view.” Ryan joked. “Kidding. Same as you,” She held up her sketchbook as evidence. Since it was such a nice day, she had decided to bring out her sketch supplies and try and work on some drawings for some paintings that she planned to do over the summer. “So, nice tit. You been working on it long?”

Helena smirked at the girl, sitting back and facing her more completely. “A couple of hours, I guess? I’ve lost track. I barely even know what day it is.” She chuckled, putting her pencils down. “It’s been a while. How’re you doing?” She always had a lot of affection for Ryan, and always had time for her.

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hey guys sorry i haven’t been around too much, i know i’m new and i should be on constantly but i’ve got a busy week ahead it’s my last of uni ever! i’ll be around a lil bit so feel free to message me if you wanna plot/talk/whatever

also happy pride!

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lanajvmeson:

“Nice tit,” Lana commented after peering over the heart-shaped lenses of her sunglasses at her sketch, flashing her a grin before she pushed them back into place on the bridge of her nose. When she’d sat down on the bench, she’d lazily dropped a newly purchased loaf of bread just to the right of her thigh. “Ducks,” she admitted after a beat of silence, eyes flitting out over the park in obvious disappointment. “I thought there was a pond here. Guess I must have dreamt it or something. Was kind of hoping to give a family of Donald’s and Daffy’s a banquet feast. Cathartic, apparently.”

“Just you wait til you see the other one.” She winked at the woman in front of her. She let out a laugh at the girl, eyes scanning the park. “There’s a pretty big body of water somewhere around here, I’m sure.” She had been in Rochester for three years already and still struggled to make her way around without a map in hand. “Why do you need to cathart?”

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calliecuster:

Callie hadn’t been being very subtle when he sat down to stare at the bird she was drawing, his eyes wide and being slightly slack-jawed. He seemed a bit flustered when the other addressed them, flushing a bit. 

 “Oh! I, um, I was just going on a walk… It’s nice out…” He said slowly, biting his lips nervously. “I like your drawing!”

Helena chuckled at how much she’d shocked him by talking, and smiled up at him. “Thanks, it’s nothing really.” She shrugged, looking down at her sketch. It wasn’t something she’d put a lot of effort in, but she still appreciated the... appreciation, she supposed.

“Helena. Nice to meet you. Want to sit?” She held her hand out to the man in front of her.

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benjigctes:

“This side of town? As in Park Avenue? I wanted a good croissant. Sue me,” he said, nose wrinkling. “What are you drawing? Please don’t tell me it’s Hentai. I saw some porn earlier with Chris Evans’ face photoshopped on it and I’m still recovering.” 

“Well, did you bring any to share?” she quipped, showing him her sketchbook. “My Hentai is in a secret sketchbook that you have to pay to see, obviously.” She smirked. “What did you search to get that, anyway?”

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chrrysung:

Jisung was, admittedly, slight taken aback by the sudden ice breaker. It took him a few seconds of ‘Uhh…’ before finally coming up with an answer, although not the brightest. “My legs hurt, so I was looking for a place to sit–” Ever so nosy, he stretched his neck to peek at the stranger’s drawing, trying to contain his surprise and envy as he realised his drawing skills were… Sub-par, to say the least. “You an art student or something? That bird looks.. Pretty cool.”

Helena tried to hide a grin as they struggled to answer. She was good at catching people by surprise. She moved her sketchbook so it was more in sight. “Yeah, I am. Double major but art history is the main thing.” She shrugged. She pointed over to the blue tit she was drawing. “It’s that one over there.”

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ivygreywater:

Ivy shrugged, she was really just on a walk around campus and the city trying to get some air in her brain. when she came across a girl sitting with a sketchbook open. Ivy had always been amazed at those who could do some great art, she never had that talent and admired anyone who did. Slyly she tried to look at what the girl was drawing, but it clearly wasn’t as asly as she hoped considering the girl spoke to her. 

“Oh, um fresh air mainly, you?”

Helena smiled at the girl and paused her shading, taking a look around the park. “Same here. I get caught up in stuff at home really easy and I can stay inside for days at a time.” She looked over at the girl, smiling a bit. She was in a good mood for the first time in a while and wanted to embrace it. She reached out her hand to shake.

“I’m Helena, by the way.”

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Helena was so engrossed in her sketchings that she barely noticed the person sit down next to her. She’d decided to get out of her apartment and go to the park just so she wouldn’t spend the second day in a row inside. She was currently filling in the details of a blue tit she’d seen on a tree.

“What brings you to this side of town?”

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Hey guys! I’m Ruby and I’m playing Helena, a renamed version of an OC I adore. I feel like I’ve probably played with some of you before so if I have hmu it’s great to see you! Please message me if you wanna plot and stuff, Helena’s mostly very chill.

Find her Pinterest here and a Spotify playlist here!

( Zoë Kravitz | 21 | cis-fem ) I swear I saw Helena Faison around campus yesterday. I hear she is very creative, perceptive & self-reliant, which explains why when you think of them, you’d think of watching plans take-off overhead at sunset & talking in the smokers lounge at 4am. They’re in their junior year of study year and studying art history and cinematics.

helena was born to musicians and artists in venice beach. her parents loved each other, and her, passionately and ferociously. they spent their summers touring the country in a beat up volkswagen, playing in jazz bands and folk festivals. helena’s life was full of love, music and joy.

her father used to take her to a cheap film theatre at least once a week to see old and new, blockbuster and art films. they’d get an ice cream cone each and walk the couple of miles home talking about what they’d seen.

her father died when she was 14. unsurprisingly, it devastated the family. helena and her mother had to move in with her grandmother, meaning leaving behind venice beach, the theatre and her friends.

it tore helena apart for years. she found herself withdrawing from the world, relying only on her mother and grandmother. they didn’t go on tour anymore. they stayed home in simi valley.

helena is a talented artist, filmmaker, drummer and bassist. she expresses in her art what she can’t with words. she could only afford college because of the scholarships available to a woman with her talent.

she’s very perceptive, and committed to the few friends she has, pleasant to the many acquaintances she knows.

drugs tw

helena started dealing weed at 16 and loves the relative freedom she gets with the job. she doesn’t deal the stronger stuff as it just creates more problems than its worth. now that it’s legal in california, she found herself a more respectable job as a barista in the summers, but she still makes a killing in rochester.

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Maria van Oosterwijck — Bouquet of Flowers in a Vase. details. 1670

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