#//whats the fucking point if you cant go see rabbits in the woods

[your-absolute-destiny]

That's why the dark types in your town are so more mischiveous that normal, your family invaded their natural habitat! They want their land back! Dar, you are in a family of colonizers.

I have bad news about what every city and town had to be built over. It's all natural habitat. There wasn't somewhere magically with no pokemon where they built Castellia or Jubilife or Lumiose. They had to kick wild pokemon out for that, too.

Also, there are still wild pokemon here? I have mentioned them repeatedly. We haven't kicked any except the bad ones out. I just saw a sawsbuck on my way to school. There are pidove outside. The dratini in the river.

[early2000smovieimagines]

Jasper meeting his mate; a lost boys type of s/o, would include~

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

(Hope this is what you were looking for!)

- Denim, leather, vintage clothes; everything alternative. It was safe to say that you stuck out like a sore thumb in the small town of Forks and not particularly in the good way.

- You weren’t planning on moving to Forks nor were you even planning on sticking around for long; you’d just wanted to pass through. You were looking for something more ...crowded; a place that let you disappear in a mass of people and pick off poor party goers one by one.

- Turns out though, you’d stumbled into vampire territory and were about to embark on a very interesting part of your undead life.

- The Cullens are most likely the ones to approach you because they know their kind when they see them and want to warn you to stay away and not hunt there. And yeah, before meeting them, you were planning on passing through, but out of spite and the need to be a rebellious pain in the ass; you figure you’ll stay a while.

- So you park your ass in Forks and stay just on the border of their little eternal lives, smirking and taunting them whenever you can. To you, they started it and really, you’re only having fun.

- They don’t do much about you, mainly because they find it somewhat amusing and have dealt with far worse. As much of a bitch as you try to act like, you never actually hurt any of the residents of the rainy town, so who are they to start even more trouble and try to kick you out.

- We all saw how stand offish Jasper was to pretty much everyone. And after Maria, he’s especially wary of vampires who aren’t vegetarian which is most likely what really starts your rivalry.

- You think he’s an up tight weakling who needs to pull his head out of his ass and he thinks you’re a selfish bitch who has no decency or regard for human life.

- It seems that, for some odd reason, it’s always you and Jasper that find each other. You reason that it’s because he’s constantly going into the woods to have some air away from the people of Forks but you know that deep down, there’s this inexplicable pull that’s tugging you towards each other.

- And you enjoy lurking, popping out and taking him by surprise when he least expects it. The twinge of annoyance on his face whenever you arrive and the back and forth that you have amuses you and it amuses him as well; though he’ll never admit it.

- Teasing him is fun, mainly because of his reactions. He’ll say something like “easy there little lady” or “Didn’t realize you were still hanging around here ma’am” with an undeniable irritation and warning in his voice.

- The two of you usually wind up fighting in some way, a swing that you know you’ll miss here, a carefully thrown pine cone there. It’s usually fairly lighthearted all things considered.

- But then there was the moment where you actually finally come to realize; or at least can no longer deny, that you have a thing for him.

- He’s got you pinned up against a tree; having actually caught you for once, and he’s looking into your eyes and you’re looking into his and ...you get flustered. You actually get flustered, something that never happens with any other man you’re around because you’re what, sixty years old at this point? You’ve been around, seen all men’s charms; it’s not an easy feat.

- So you push him off and make some sarcastic comment, playing it cool like you’re so used to doing.

“Easy there cowboy” you tell him before disappearing in the blink of an eye.

- Its later that night that you seriously consider leaving forks. You dont know why you want to exactly, maybe because you’re used to freedom and having a mate is the opposite of that. Its too much commitment and you’re not one to be tied down. And what is Jasper but a vamp with a whole family as baggage?

- But as much as you try, you just can’t go. As far as you get that night, there’s still that pull, that urge, that draining longing that you’re growing to hate.

- Jaspers hot, we all know it. You know it and you knew it the moment you saw him. It’s not that you wouldn’t like being with him; it’s just that mates have never been your cup of tea. Destiny and fate and all that meaningful shit has never been your thing. You’re here to have fun and let loose, not find a place to settle down and love someone.

- It’s sort of evident that Jasper has a thing for girls who are out of the ordinary. He likes odd characters so you’d probably be right up his alley if it were any other siutation. But because its this situation; you butt heads and he feels the need to deny what he pretty much knows is true.

- But for once, Jasper is sort of seeking you out, mainly because you aren’t seeking him out. He’s going to places you usually are, scanning things closer, trying to zero in on you somehow, but you’re evading him; staying away as best as you can.

- Finally, you can’t help but go back to the woods you normally see him in, and; like clockwork, he stumbles across you; him and that fucking accent.

“Haven’t seen you ‘round these parts lately.” he teases, keeping things light; humorous for once.

“Was hungry.” you say and he’s reminded of the primary reason why he doesnt like you.

“You ever think of stopping it? Ever feel guilty?” You’ve had this same conversation before but this time it isnt judgemental or condescending. It’s curious; sort of hopeful.

“Dont know,” you say sincerely. “I dont think i’d feel too great about killing little bunny rabbits over inner city rapists and assholes. Besides, old habits are hard to break right?”

“I broke it.” He says and you nod. And after that? ...The two of you actually have a coversation.

- You walk around the woods and talk about your time spent living in all the iconic decades. He tells you a little bit about his life and you actually find yourself enjoying his company.

- And he likes you. He likes you more than he ever thought he would. This calm part of you, earnest, light, free spirited, and funny. You’re living for yourself without a care in the world and it’s only now that he’s realizing how attractive it actually is.

“We should probably talk about it, huh?” you say, catching him off guard, especially with how nonchalant you are when you say it. “About us being mates that is. I mean, I think it’s obvious at this point.”

- He cant disagree with you there, and so you do. You tell him that you’re not someone whose going to be tied down, how its not like you to be in a family or go to school or whatever.

- He just listens to your speech before looking into your eyes and earnestly telling you that you’ll “work it out”. All you can do in response is give him a genuine smile and agree.

[mthevlamister]

Fun Facts About Living Near The Woods

Foxes during mating season do sound like a person being murdered; not fun to hear at one am

Bugs will find a way inside; at this point if I feel someone crawling on me, I inspect the area because it’s probably an ant or a ladybug that was a bit chilly or maybe just found its way inside

Don’t fuck with deer

Plant things deer won’t eat/rabbits won’t eat

Don’t grow close to that rabbit that eats your flowers; there are owls and foxes that can and will eat

Crows and ravens will enjoy your company if you feed them, but they’re divas and will not accept food right away because the woods turned into a street what the fuck

You will survive a horror movie because any noise you hear may be a deer, and you don’t fuck with deer

If a deer is hurt and you cant help, call a service to take it to a center for healing.

Just don’t go near it unless it’s calm and alone

You will get roads blocked off for toad crossing season (three months)

Also if biking at night, be on the lookout for toads!

If you’re walking through the forest, and you see a deer blocking your path, don’t move

Wait a bit, see how it reacts

If it huffs, walk forward slowly

If it huffs again but more aggressive, back up

It usually will run

Bees are your friend, but ground bees and ground wasps will not hesitate to fuck you up; watch where you step

Your mailbox belongs to the bees or wasps, I don’t make the rules

Oh so does that one basketball net you have. They made a home inside it. Don’t shoot any baskets.

A fun game to play is “fireworks or someone shooting a gun” even though you’re not suppose to be hunting in these forests!

You can walk barefoot!!

Most places are private property. You can abide by the rules or not, but usually you should because people will actually fine you

You’ll want to be a deer because they can go wherever the fuck they want because we all know one rule.

Don’t. Fuck. With. Deer.

[gotatext]

PREFERRED NAME — nora. i think i started going by it in like, 2009?? my full name is eleanor but i hated it n thought it was way too pretentious n i never felt like it fitted me so when i started writing on forums i decided i’d be a nora rather than eleanor and then my school friends called me it and it just kinda stuck, the only person who calls me eleanor is my mum

PRONOUNS — she / her / ethereal being beyond comprehension

AGE — 23 but i tell everyone im 21 because even tho time is literally fake im desperately clinging to that fleeting thing we call youth trying to catch it like smoke in my hands

PINTEREST — i actually have two. this one is my main one where i just cram all my shit n i’ve had it for years and some of its super unorganised. then i also have this one which is one i made for exclusively female characters. it started as mythological figures but now its like, women in literature and the occasional oc as well. variety is the spice of life!

DISCORD — lindsay lohan’s meth#8664

TUMBLR (PERSONAL/MUSE/RPH) — i used to be froseths but now im pvrscphones cos ya gal is a fucking whore for mythology 

OTHER SOCIAL MEDIA YOU’D LIKE TO SHARE — oi oi guvna ere’s me twitta. also here’s my letterboxd n my goodreads if anyone still uses tht

MYER-BRIGGS — enfp / infp border .... the classic profile of a lit student

HP HOUSE — hufflepuff, am fuckin mad. 

ZODIAC — libra which is a joke because i am in no way balanced but i guess i AM indecisive and a peacekeeper so?

DO YOU BELIEVE IN ASTROLOGY? — i believe it when it says good shits gonna happen in my life and blame it if bad shit happens but i don’t strongly follow it i just find it interesting

HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU STARTED RPING ON TUMBLR — maybe like 14?? my first rp blog here is literally so embarassing i wrote as clove from the hunger games n my best friend irl wrote cato :/ it was wild

WHAT YEAR WAS IT? — like 9 years ago?? 2010 maybs

NAME A RANDOM ROLEPLAY THAT STICKS OUT IN YOUR MEMORY — me n my friend ellie made this really cool group the summer before we left for uni which was loosely based on a concept mentioned mayb once in the divergent series, but it gave us loads of freedom to make it our own thing. it was called the fringe n it was like..... this dystopian society where people with different genes were cut off from the rest of society n lived in overrun slum cities where different groups had like, a monopoly over weapons, produce, etc.... my character jack was the leader of this lost-boy-esque tribe called the wolf pack who were hunters n used to run across the rooftops wearing the skins of animals they’d killed and engage in tribal rituals with sacrifices to the gods n shit. sounds lame but everyone there was so invested in their character arcs that it was a shame to see it go. but ! it kind of reached its end point so we blew it up w nukes n they all died. tragic.

WHAT WEIRD ANIMAL WOULD YOU HAVE AS A PET IF IT WAS REALISTIC — a fox?? do ppl keep foxes? idk i’ve always just felt a sense of connection w them like when a fox stares at me im like this shit is life i am living and breathing in this bitch.... visceral

NAME THE FIRST SONG ON YOUR DISCOVER WEEKLY ON SPOTIFY OR THE FIRST SONG THAT COMES ON APPLE MUSIC / ITUNES SHUFFLE — everbody party tonight by cobra man n summer girl by haim..... not my usual stuff but big summer chillin vibes,.....

NAME A BOOK THAT YOU READ IN SCHOOL THAT YOU SURPRISINGLY LIKED — lord of the flies and also the handmaid’s tale. one of assignments was to write a chapter from another character’s perspective n i chose moira

NAME A BOOK YOU HATED THAT MOST PEOPLE LIKED — skellig. fuck off with ur asprin ugly bat man i don’t care. also of mice and men. don’t care about the rabbits or curley’s goddamn wife.

WHAT TV SHOW DID YOU RECENTLY BINGE? — im not a big binger bc i find it jst makes me depressed if i watch tv all day but im nearly finished stranger things season 3 n i recently finished euphoria (big rec but proceed w caution as quite triggering content)

FAVOURITE QUOTE — cool girl speech from gone girl. but also “there’s something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls” i know its like.... such an overused quote but it really encapsulates this kind of feral girlhood that a few of my characters like bridget n greta have tapped into. i also loved the line “i feel like i could eat the world raw” from song of achilles, that really captures this kind of.... pure n childlike enthusiasm tht i wanna achieve w rory 

LINK TO A VINE THAT EXUDES YOUR ‘ENERGY’ — this is my energy completely am always covered in glitter n staring broodily out of the windows of ubers at 4am like im in the sad bit of an indie film 

DO YOU WRITE OUTSIDE OF RP? WHAT DO YOU WRITE? — uhh.... not as much as i shd.... i want to be a writer so i shd be makin some effort to get my stuff Out Into The World but im just not.... lol. ive done a lot of poetry collections . i wnt to finish a novel @ some point too.

THREE YOUTUBERS YOU STILL TRUST — bold of you to assume i trust any youtubers

A CELEBRITY CRUSH THAT JUST WON’T QUIT — id literally die for saoirse ronan n timothee chalamet :/ chance perdomo also owns my ass. 

EVER MEET A CELEBRITY? SHARE YOUR STORY — i once high-fived dani harmer, the actress who played tracy beaker. today my sister text me tryin to make me guess what celebrity she just saw on holiday in wales and for ages she let me think it was timmothee but it was actually bradley walsh from the chase :/

WHAT’S YOUR PICTURE-PERFECT NIGHT? — i am in a bomb ass crop top and mini skirt, several scrunchies in my hair, glitter all over my face, wearing cowboy boots. we eat dinner in a trendy but affordable pub that doubles up as a cocktail bar n then we drink zombies or sex on the beaches n go to a rave where everyone is on the same wavelength n i share drugs with girls in the toilets and we swap numbers knowing we will never text each other but its ok bc in that moment we feel like we are soulmates and everyone is super drunk n touching everyone else n its all very visceral and we walk through the woods when the rave ends and lie in the grass because we wish to suck out all the marrow of life 

A CONSPIRACY THEORY YOU KINDA BELIEVE IN — princess diana was murdered 

ARE ALIENS REAL? — maybe the real aliens are the friends we made along the way

PLAY ANY PHONE GAMES? WHICH ONES? — love island game im addicted and way too invested in my fictional relationship with bobby, a cartoon

WHAT’S A FILM YOU LOVED WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG AND RECENTLY WATCHED, ONLY TO FIND OUT YOU DON’T ANYMORE — bold of u to assume i remember my childhood. but if we’re talking last 10 years angust, thongs n perfect snogging is so so cringe 

DO YOU COLLECT ANYTHING? — pairs of glasses belonging to other ppl when they break / get new ones even though i can see perfectly well. 

WHAT’S SOMETHING YOU WANT TO LEARN MORE ABOUT BUT YOU’RE TOO LAZY? — mythology...... always a craving and a wish i’d read like ancient texts but my school wasn’t good enough to do greek or latin or any of that shit n even tho i could read english translations i cant be bothered. also criminal psychology

THREE LANGUAGES YOU DON’T SPEAK, BUT WISH YOU COULD — italian, french and latin

MOVIE YOU’VE WATCHED MORE THAN 5 TIMES — ladybird, about time, angus thongs, shrek 2, what we do in the shadows, the history boys, atonement, coraline, the breakfast club, ferris bueller’s day off

NAME A FICTIONAL CHARACTER FROM TV/FILM/MOVIE/GAME/BOOK THAT YOU FIND YOURSELF PROJECTING ON / YOU RELATE TO — cecilia lisbon. rue in euphoria. alison brie in glow. adam parrish in the raven cycle. richard papen. olivia cooke’s character in thoroughbreds. allen ginsberg in kill your darlings. lily in sex education. holliday grainger’s character in the film animals --- i too am an aspiring writer who never writes and just gets drunk instead .

DO YOU FOLLOW ANY SPORTS? WHO DO YOU ROOT FOR? — no. cba

HOBBIES BESIDES WASTING AWAY HERE? — i go to the movies basically every day bcos i work in a cinema. im also a voracious reader n i occasionally do theatre or costume making

PLUG A TV SHOW / MOVIE / BOOK / VIDEO GAME / ETC… YOU WISH MORE PEOPLE WOULD CHECK OUT — where the wild things are (film by spike jonze).  animals. beats. the book fen by daisy johnson and a girl is a half formed thing by eimar mcbride. andy warhol’s biography from a to b and back again

WHOSE BRAIN WOULD YOU LIKE TO PICK, ALIVE OR DEAD? — phoebe waller-bridge on how i get her life. carey mulligan on how she got to be such a good actress n how i can become her. maybs wes anderson. maybs gillian flynn. i tend to listen to podcasts w the ppl i really wanna pick the brains of.

TEAM EDWARD OR JACOB? — edward :/

LAST MOVIE SEEN IN THEATRE — blinded by the light n i lovd it

DO YOU STILL READ? — when i finished uni i kinda got out of the habit but this week i finished two books so ive set myself the challenge of a book a week.

IF SO, WHAT ARE YOU CURRENTLY READING? — i finished song of achilles yesterday n i also finished call me by your name yesterday. started circe by madeline miller today, im also partway through milkman by anna burns and the plays of annie barker

ON A SCALE OF 1-10, HOW MUCH DID YOU HATE FILLING THIS OUT? – 3 i didnt hate it bcos at heart i am self-indulgent and love fashioning some sense of self when i feel lost in a world that is scary and constantly changing 

[akingsfool]

The Basement Pt. 2

Sorry that this took for fucking ever I apparently cant manage time

Warnings: death mention, animal sacrifice mention, murder mention, broken bones, blood mention

If I didnt tag something please let me know

~

Jack, Smalls, and Tex were waiting for Spot and Race at the top of the steps. Well, the ones that lead to downstairs.

“Can we go to the kitchen first? I wanna see what it looks like,” Smalls didn’t wait for an answer. She was already headed to the kitchen. On the counter was a kitchen knife. Time had rusted it and it was fragile, but still as sharp as ever. You could cut a man with that.

“It was said that one of the owners performed witchcraft in here,” Race grabbed the knife and swung it around a bit, “they sacrificed cats, dogs, rabbits, anything really. Ya think they used this knife?” Smalls shuddered and shook her head.

“This is a house of psychopaths. Who would do such a thing to such innocent creatures?” Smalls shook her head and opened a few cabinets. Spices, ingredients and cook books that looked like they were about to fall apart. Smalls grabbed one of the books and tucked it under her arm.

“Ready for the basement?” Jack asked. Smalls nodded and followed Spot and Jack to the stairs. Taking a deep breath, Race carefully climbed down the steps. He wasn’t that nervous before. But the creaky stairs, the house settling, the eerie wind, and the fact that many people died here just didn’t sit right.

Glass shards crunched and cracked as Race stepped on them. The downstairs didn’t look any better than the upstairs. Everything was dusty. It was so dark that even with the flashlights Race could barely see. It was much colder too. Like, way colder. How was it this cold? Race was wearing a long sleeve shirt and a hoodie, so what the fuck?

In one of the corners was a dark stain. The closer Race got just confirmed what Race was thinking.

“Y’know, one of the owners had a sister who was like insane,” Race commented, staring at the dark red stain. “The owner treated her like crap. She was confined to her room, fed once a day, and never had human contact. When she was let out, he would have a rope tied to one of her wrists and he would walk her around the garden like an animal on a leash.”

“That’s sick,” Tex shook her head.

“One day he forgot to lock her door, though,” Race continued, not looking away from the stain. “And, she got out. She went ballistic. Grabbed a knife from the kitchen, chased him down here, and stabbed him in the chest, the neck, and the stomach. Then she practically gutted him. He died right over here.” The stain was blood. His blood. Race sighed and shuffled over to the rest of them, and looked around.

There was a door. A big, thick, wooden door. A door that definitely went to the basement. It had at least three locks on it. After all, they did keep a human being down there. Race thought of everything that possibly happened to her. The maid probably didn’t even push Mary, but they blamed her anyway. Forcefully shoved down a flight of stairs while crying, screaming that you didn’t do it. Having no human contact, no breath of fresh air, no food, no water, no sunlight. Race would go insane.

Jack pushed and pulled on the door. It didn’t budge. Tex, Smalls, and Jack pushed and pulled, pushed and pulled. Nothing.

“Did you try to, oh I don't know, unlock the door?” Race asked, stepping forward and unlocking two of them. The third one was stuck. “A little help here.” Spot pushed on the door, so did Jack and Tex. Finally, the door opened and Race fell forwards, tumbling down the steps. He landed on the cold, hard ground with a thud. Race groaned and pushed himself up onto his arms.

“Holy shit, are you ok?” Jack asked, giving Race a hand to pull himself up with. Race grabbed Jack’s hand, stood up, and winced. His ankle didn’t feel right. It hurt, like someone had sat on it it or something. Race grabbed his ankle and pulled his knee to his chest.

“Jacky, I think I broke my ankle,” Race winced.

“Medda’s gonna kill me,” Jack sighed, helping Race up.

“Hey guys, whats that?” Tex asked, pointing over to a shape a few feet away. She turned on the flashlight on her phone and slowly approached. Limping, Race hobbled over to see what Tex was talking about. There was… it was a human skeleton?

“Oh my god, it’s the maid,” Race whispered. He yelped when someone grabbed his shoulder, only to find out that it was Smalls. Race shrugged and bent town to grab one of the bones.

“Please don’t touch the human remains,” Smalls sighed. “It’s very unsanitary and it’s probably cursed.” Race shrugged and gently touched the skull. Then, the flashlight on Tex’s phone went out.

“That’s weird,” she said, smacking her phone with her hand. “It’s not even dead yet. 92% battery life.”

“It’s the curse,” Race laughed. Smalls punched his shoulder. “Whatever, it probably just can’t handle how cold it is down here.” Race wanted to keep his cool, but he was terrified. He wanted to get out of there and never look back at it ever again. Something about this place scared him to no end.

He picked up the skull, examining it. A brick fell out of the wall and onto the remains. Then another, then another. Tex and Smalls jumped back, but Race fell onto his back and struggled to get up. The pain in his ankle was almost to much to bare. Someone grabbed his waist and pulled him away from the collapsing wall. He kicked his legs, hitting whoever grabbed him. Fight or flight reflexes aren’t helpful when you’re hitting the person trying to help you.

Soon the whole wall was collapsing. The bricks had fallen over the remains, shattering them. What was left was a dirt wall, and a small hole dug into it.

“I’m not waiting to find out what’s in there,” Tex shook her head, already climbing the rickety old stairs. Smalls and Jack climbed up after her. Race tried to walk towards the stairs, but forgot someone was holding his waist. Logically speaking, he knew who the person was. It was the only one of his friends left. Spot. He shifted Race around in his arms until he was carrying Race bridal style. Race shrugged and went along with it.

Jack grabbed the door handle and started to tug on it. Then he pulled. It wouldn’t open. He blamed it on the door being old and rusted. Tex and Smalls had to help him. The downstairs was slightly warmer than the basement. Slightly. Everything was as it should have been. Something wasn’t right.

“Your flashlight work now?” Jack asked, looking over Tex’s shoulder as she tried to turn the flashlight on. Her phone was on and working just fine, but the flashlight was refusing to turn on. And it was dark. What if there was someone trying to murder them? Nah, that wouldn’t happen. Only in terrible horror movies. And, this isn’t a terrible horror movie.

“Nope,” Tex sighed. “I wonder why. My phone’s not dead, so it should-” she was cut off by a loud banging noise. The five of them froze, and a silence fell on the group. There was another bang. Then another, then another. Each was about five seconds apart, and it sounded like it was coming from upstairs.

“We should- we need to go,” Smalls slowly began to walk back up to the steps. There was another noise, this time coming from the basement. Smalls walked a bit faster. Race couldn’t do much. Spot was carrying him and his ankle was jacked. It wasn’t all bad though. He didn’t have to walk and Spot was walking quickly, so they wouldn't get murdered.

The basement door slowly opened. None of them were gonna stick around to find out why. Everyone was running. Everyone except Race. He couldn't! His foot hurt to bad to move, so Spot was the only chance he had making it out of there alive.

Suddenly, there was a high pitched shriek and a cold breeze coming from the basement. And they sure as hell weren’t gonna stick around to find out what it was. They ran as fast as they could possibly go, Tex almost tripped up the steps. Race didn’t want to get dropped, so he had his left arm around his shoulder and the other one pressed against Spot’s chest. He really didn’t want to get dropped.

Spot tripped and Race closed his eyes tight. When he didn’t hit the ground, he was confused, but he didn’t open his eyes. He didn’t want to open them and see a murderous clown about to eat his soul.

The air seemed to be a bit colder. Race could hear his friends panting and trying to catch their breaths. He could feel Spot’s heart pound against his chest, and hear the shorter boy gasping for air.

“Race you can- you can open your eyes,” Jack gently shook Race’s shoulder. Hesitantly, Race opened his eyes. They were on the street just in front of the woods that hid the house from view. The stars were shining brightly above them, and he could hear the wind blowing. It was late, so most kids would be back at home and in bed.

“Can we just like- can we go home?” Smalls asked. “Please?” Jack nodded.

“What about you two? You goin home or ya wanna stay over?” Jack asked, looking back and forth between Tex and Spot. Tex shrugged.

“I don't really know,” she shrugged, “the doors probably locked. And I kinda… don’t want to go home after that. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep.”

“Ya can come hang out with us,” Smalls grinned. “I don’t really wanna be alone either, and we have Netflix! And Jack’s window is always unlocked, so we can go through his window.” Tex and Smalls started talking about what they could watch, and looking through the book Smalls picked up from the house. Despite being terrified, Race found himself getting sleepier everytime Spot took a step. Maybe it would be better if he did go to sleep. Well, he didn’t really have a choice. In a matter of seconds, he fell asleep in Spot's arms.

~

@booksbroadwayandbagels here it is

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YDYD episode three

below the cut are all events of importance that transpired, preserved so that others may learn from the fallen gods’ mistakes

be warned that the content below may be sensitive to some viewers

everyone is eager for death the lads are jumping on their beds. "idioting" geoff is not scared of death ryan is trying to shoot gavin holy shit gavin just got killed by ryan. they were playing around and he just got fucked jeremy retrieves his corpse wow that makes last episode... really sad in retrospect gavins ghost hops on the bed and is near michael ryan feels... badly jeremy calls for trial. ryan says hell never be taken alive michael: "youre always sorry AFTER murder. be sorry BEFORE." yeah everyone is pissed at ryan and hes just... very sorry michael is abandoning ryan michael: "my boi is DEAD!" "i wasnt even there! he just screamed and he was GONE!" jeremy is very quick to forgive ryan wow this is playing out like almost exactly like dmitri's fic alfredo discovers explosives ryan has a taste for blood now geoff: "what a surprise. ryans bloodthirsty" michael wonders if he spouses are both burning in hell it stops raining michael has lost his will to live. he is a jungle hobo now alfredo is planning on exploding the house i guess michael is... really considering suicide. like legit like "maybe i should just let these mobs kill me" suddenly he actually IS in legitimate danger. jeremy to the rescue! hide in the water from the enderman! michael: "SEND ME TO GAVIN! I WANNA BE WITH GAVIN!" jeremy: "i cant lose you too michael" this is SO SAD OH MY GOD Jeremy: "michael, what would gavin want?" michael: "hed want me dead" ryans been abandoned again i guess the sun rises. seven becomes six. DAY 10 michael suggests a suicide pact jeremy: "woah i almost died!" michael: "we're all dying" ryan returns. michael: "hey the mURDERERS back" michael is trying to kill a rabbit because sad jeremy is trying SO HARD TO CHEER HIM UP ryan just sort of appears in front of alfredo, who runs away thinking hes gonna die ryan discovers the alfredo hole. hes actually a little impressed the twins are hiding. ryan breaks through the wall like "HERES JOHNNY" geoff blocked them in jeremy accidentally brings michael to gavins death site jeremy impersonates gavin and michael is FUCKING FURIOUS ABOUT IT michael tries to drown himself!!! LIKE LEGIT he backs out at the last second because jeremy tried to save him everyone is still super wary of ryan michael is still hot at ryan trevor sides with michael so does alfredo jeremy finds ryans shack alfredo finds the desert village michael is actually doing badly healthwise. he keeps falling ryan is trying to find michael geoff is also ready for a rescue mission i guess jeremy and michael got separated alfredo is trying to recruit the villagers to exact justice on ryan the sun sets. NIGHT 10 jeremy finds a random burning tree in the jungle ryan is being beseiged. ryan: "I DESERVE THIS!" michael jokes that the mobs would be on his side alfredo was hunting in the woods when he got blown up by a creeper. hes badly injured. as hes dying, he says "i just want you guys to know... youre all douchebags" geoff is fighting a small zombie. jack stands and watches as hes killed by it, because he didnt think he was in that much danger. jack quickly exacts revenge and picks up his corpse now jack is depressed michael is back to full health trevor is being besieged as hes trying to build a cemetery. a gold zombie goes after him and he nearly dies. jack saves him michael is being besieged. everyone is super wired. every yell could signal a death. jeremy is especially tense jeremy is still lost so is michael michael and ryan run into each other. michael is lost enough that hes trusting ryan trevor builds a tower of pimps in honor of the fallen jack is about to build something, when... a creeper sneaks up behind him. right in front of the house. he dies almost right in front of trevor the sun rises. six becomes four. DAY 11 ryan takes the helm michael is still hot everyone discusses how jack mightve died. michael is spot on trevor is alone everyone is very sad ryan tries his best to get everyone back together michael: "lets just pick up the pieces of our lives and try to rebuild" trevor is despondent over his inability to build a proper cemetery. he picks up jacks corpse michael: "jack was the anchor." michael: "i dont know if ill ever see you guys again" jeremy: "michael, thats not true!" michael predicts that hes next ryan is back at the house trevor uses his twin abilities to seance with alfredo, and lays him to rest. alfredo was not happy to be disturbed, it sounded like it hurt jeremy is back at the house michael is not even trying to get back home. hes given up jeremy finds gavin two. the three have a moment of silence. ryan is trying to find a flower but failing jeremy is despondent. his cheerful facade has fallen ryan has finally found a flower. a daisy. for gavin jeremy is... hes gonna kill ryan. hes gonna kill ryan jeremy: "it was not his time, ryan!" he just keeps repeating that jeremy shoots ryan. he is dead. vengeance jeremy: "I KILLED HIM THE SAME WAY HE KILLED YOU, GAVIN!" michael: "it wasnt supposed to be like this!" "violence begets violence!" jeremy has lost it. hes gonna try to kill trevor jeremy finds the graveyard and reminisces about the blood spilt michael: "honestly, at this point, im glad lindsay died first" trevor builds a railroad in the sky to escape. he pours water down from the heavens the sun sets. three remain. NIGHT 11 michael is done. he feels like hes just gonna die. hopeless jeremy thought he could go without gavin. he was wrong jeremy is building up to trevor. "what the fuck am i doin" jeremy shoots at trevor. it was his last arrow. he misses trevor threatens suicide... for some reason jeremy: "trevor, i can save you, but youre gonna have to trust me" "whats the point trevor. everyones dead" trevor and jeremy commit double suicide michael is alone in the woods. hopeless. everyone hes ever known has died. hes sad and scared and alone. he feels like somethings watching him. theyre coming for him hes just waiting for death

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YEEHAW BOY DO I LOVE ASK MEMES

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?  -- Pandora

is your room messy or clean? -- sorta in between, but people say im kinda  a clean freak

what color are your eyes? --Slate blue

do you like your name? why?-- Yes!! Its v masculine and its unusual enough that you dont see it everywhere.

what is your relationship status?-- single,,,

describe your personality in 3 words or less -- stardust crybaby 

what color hair do you have? -- dark brown

what kind of car do you drive? color? -- I DONT LMAO. I’d like a lil red smart car tho

where do you shop? -- the?? store? mostly amazon if thats what you mean.

how would you describe your style? -- stoner skater chic

favorite social media account -- twitter.

what size bed do you have? -- super single.

any siblings? -- a brother, a sister, a half sister, and a brother-in-law

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?b-- melbourne, Australia. I found Australia to be a lively an fascinating country, and I want a place like Boston as far from Boston as possible. 

favorite snapchat filter?-- UHHh i dont have snapchat but i like the one w the round glasses and the bear

favorite makeup brand(s) -- I dont really wear makeup.

how many times a week do you shower? -- At least 4 times a week, if not more.

favorite tv show? -- I like pawn stars and anything with steve harvey bc im basic.

shoe size? -- womens 9 1/2

how tall are you? -- 5′7′’

sandals or sneakers? -- sandals

do you go to the gym? -- i,, try to?? 

describe your dream date -- picnic, under the stars, with lost of handholding and cuddles,,,, but i’d settle for anything.

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? -- UHm, 47 cents,,,

what color socks are you wearing? -- im not :^0

how many pillows do you sleep with? -- three

do you have a job? what do you do? -- I used to work at a Renaissance faire. 

how many friends do you have? -- al, yui, trevon, sage, kawoie, uhhh,,, yeah 5. 

whats the worst thing you have ever done? -- I dumped a entire iced coffee on some white supremacist at dunkies, but that’s arguably the best thing  ive ever done.

whats your favorite candle scent? -- rose

3 favorite boy names -- Alexander, Dave, Damien

3 favorite girl names -- Circe, Jane, Robin

favorite actor? -- i dont really have one

favorite actress? -- see above

who is your celebrity crush? -- I never saw the point in crushing on celebrities, but the chick who plays Daisy Buchanan in the new great gatsby HOOOOLLLY SHIT i cant tell if shes face goals or wife goals.

favorite movie? -- OK SO I LIKE SUPER TERRIBLE MOVIES AND MEGA PIRANHA TAKES THE CAKE

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? -- i read sparingly but i love American Gods by Neil Gaiman

money or brains? brains.

do you have a nickname? what is it? -- yes, people call me Vinny, or Vince

how many times have you been to the hospital? --at least 3 times for inpatient stays.

top 10 favorite songs --OKOK, so “Starlight Starshine” by Steam Powered Giraffe, “We’ve Never Met But can we have a Coffee or Something” by in Love with a Ghost, “Rabbit Hole” by Go! Child, “Otter Pop” by Shawn Wasabi, “BTSTU” by Jai Paul, “Goodbye To a World” by Porter Robinson, “Sad Machine” (Remix) by Anamanaguchi, “No Title” by REOL, “Bubble Tea” by Dark Cat, and “Oh Glory” by Panic! at the Disco.

do you take any medications daily?  -- yup yup!

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) -- regular, i think?

what is your biggest fear? -- being alone ;^;

how many kids do you want? -- depends on how many my partner wants. I kinda want none, but i’d bend to one adopted child.

whats your go to hair style? -- shaved almost bald.

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) -- small country house in the suburbs.

who is your role model? -- ISABELLA BENNET

what was the last compliment you received? -- “Youre looking really good”

what was the last text you sent? -- “hey so chuck e cheese is getting rid of the animatronic band”

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? -- SANTA IS REAL FUCK YOU I HAVE PROOF

what is your dream car? -- lil red smart car.

opinion on smoking? -- I dont particularly like smoking, as its really bad for your health and the health of those around you, but its your choice, i cant stop you.

do you go to college? -- in like. two weeks.

what is your dream job? -- actor for small obscure stage shows.

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? -- suburbs.

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? -- yes. youre supposed it.

do you have freckles? -- only in the summer

do you smile for pictures? -- absolutely!

how many pictures do you have on your phone? -- well over 400.

have you ever peed in the woods? -- once

do you still watch cartoons? -- yes

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? -- neither theyre gross. 

Favorite dipping sauce? -- honey mustard

what do you wear to bed? -- pajamas

have you ever won a spelling bee? -- YES!! i was so happy omg.

what are your hobbies? -- drawing, painting, cosplay, swimming, roleplaying

can you draw? -- yup!

do you play an instrument? -- yes I play the ukulele

what was the last concert you saw? -- ,,,,, i dont want to talk about it,

tea or coffee? --coffee

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? -- dunkies all the way m dude

do you want to get married? -- yes.

what is your crush’s first and last initial? -- mORE LIKE FUCK YOU

are you going to change your last name when you get married? -- maybe?

what color looks best on you? -- Red

do you miss anyone right now? -- yes ;^;

do you sleep with your door open or closed? -- closed

do you believe in ghosts? -- not really

what is your biggest pet peeve? -- the sound of metal against ceramics

last person you called`-- my aunt lucy

favorite ice cream flavor? -- strawberry! :3c

regular oreos or golden oreos? -- neither, the key lime ones.

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? -- rainbow!

what shirt are you wearing?-- my nightshirt. it has hello kitty on it and says “ is it friday yet”

what is your phone background? -- pink roses

are you outgoing or shy? -- somewhere in between

do you like it when people play with your hair? -- YES HOLY Shit please play w my hair,,,

do you like your neighbors?-- eh theyre..... yeah no.

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? -- yeah, usually when I shower.

have you ever been high? -- no and i dont intend on it.

have you ever been drunk? -- more that id like to have been thats for certain.

last thing you ate? -- salad

favorite lyrics right now --  “All my life I wish I broke mirrors instead oof promises”

summer or winter? -- summer!

day or night? -- night!

dark, milk, or white chocolate? -- dark. the darker the better.

favorite month? -- october

what is your zodiac sign -- im on the pieces aquarius cusp

who was the last person you cried in front of? the doctor at inpatient.