#aravensflower

[contracas]

@aravensflower

“Bitch. Sit the fuck down and let me tell you about this girl at work.”

[toprovokemoved]

the surprise was a starter. absolutely suck it? ft. @aravensflower

        “how many times have you been to the hospital in your entire life and, also, which was the worst visit and why? just need to know this vital info.”

[withflourmoved]

@aravensflower !  |  twitter call. 

           ❝  d’  you really think they look good  ?  i dunno if you can see the stars  -  ❞   as she talks,  she holds up her ponytail,  hopefully allowing sam to see her new tattoos.  yes,  she may be a bit  OVER  -  EXCITED,  but this is one of the most adventurous things she’s ever done.  there’s a small heart on the back of her neck,  and a filled galaxy of stars behind her right ear.  her biggest worry ?  oh,  god,  maybe they’re unattractive.  maybe they don’t fit her at all.   ❝  i haven’t put my hair up in a bun yet because i’m  -  i’m a little nervous,  if that’s the right word.  ❞  

[foulmouthpiece-moved-blog]

aravensflower replied to your post: Do u accept m!as

THIS ASK IS A RELIC

FOR TRUE I LOVED SEEING THIS ASK like omg ... i really sort of miss the earlier days of tumblr rp when these were a thing bc they were so much fun and like ... so goofy? “M!A: so and so is a cat for six hours!” and then you’d post like 3 opens with some cute cat gif and some ic dialogue like omg ... that was always so much fun

[loveclubbed-blog]

birdie was found dead ( THE MEME SAID TO BREAK UR MUSE SOOOO )

break my muse .   /   accepting .

             her   entire being   freezes . she couldn’t lie  &  say she was   IN HER RIGHT MIND   last night . she could   faintly remember   the fall , the screams ,  &  the general panic . but the   truth   had been purged , just like everything else . only , it hadn’t been cleaned , as here the mess stood in her mind .   found dead , found dead ,   B I R D I E .   something within her shattered , just like that . they couldn’t   lie   about that , it isn’t funny . her face betrays nothing , but her   eyes .   they burn like fire , she wants to tear them out .   (   not birdie . never birdie . earth could take anyone else  —  hell , even   casey ,   with the fight team went through for them  —  just   give her birdie back .   )   bile scorches her throat ,  &  a growl sounds .   fearful  &  fearsome .

                ❛   get out .   get   OUT OF HERE .   ❜   as angry as her voice sounds , a treacherous   teardrop   slides down her face . the news is an open flame ,  &  she always has been a gunpowder girl .

[diiagnose]

“There’s a knocking sound coming from the mirror.”

disturbing starters . // accepting .

hand pulls out a headphone to quizzically glance at her .    ‘ okay , i .. wasn’t paying ANY attention , but .. did you just say that there’s a knocking sound coming FROM the mirror ? as in .. within the mirror ? ’    he slowly sits up & takes out the other headphone .    ‘ it could just be something from .. behind the mirror . in the next flat , i mean . i have the worst fucking neighbours , so .. haha . ’    hands fidget in his lap , betraying this FACADE he is trying to put on to seem okay .    ‘ i mean , across the hall , we have RABBITS that l o v e to argue . & then a possible serial killer to one side , & then my dad to the other . & let me tell you-    i’d rather be met with the SERIAL KILLER . ’

[madebetter-blog1]

@aravensflower. sc.

      ‘ what? ’ brief pause. ‘ no. ’ another beat, and then a slight panic overcomes him and jude almost falls off his chair in his haste to save his painting. ‘ no! that’s still wet, don’t-- ’

[softenedvoice-blog]

👫 winks

my most dearest  &  kindest friend.   /   accepting.

they both mom each other so much. this is mostly obvious on twitter, but. c’mon. they both NEED to be mommed. but they are too busy caring about other people to care about themselves.

they help each other out with learning lines, even when only one of them is in the production. of course, this always results in incurable cases of the giggles.

barbie movie marathons. yes, it’s just as awful as it sounds.

annette’s cat loves sam a lot  &  might even like her a little better than annette. jsyk.

[almostdisaster]

url change!

aravensflower  → almostdisaster

[vasilyevna-a]

p, a, l

ACCEPTING.

P:    @pyotrbezukhovs,    @purrsuasion,    @perignotus,    @punchit,    @prettyfoole. A:    @alleyspat,    @alexandrovnas,    @adellaenchanted,    @aravensflower,    @alghul. L:    @lionswrath,    @lleckie,    @liondaughter,    @littlclctte,    @lettucebikini. 

[glacierfront-a]

CHARACTER STRENGTHS. rules :   bold  the  ones  that  apply  to  your  character !   tag  your  friends ! tagged by :  @agenths sort of... tagging :  @foulmouthpiece, @ruinaa, @tenccs, @thrownsoul @aravensflower @sapphirescales

adaptable  |  adventurous |  affectionate  | ambitious  |  artistic  |  athletic  |  assertive  |  beautiful  |  brave  |  charming  |  clever  | compassionate  |  confident  |  considerate  |  cooperative  |  courteous  |  creative |  curious  |  decisive  |  dependable  |  determined |  diplomatic  |  easy - going  |  enthusiastic |  fair  | fashionable  |  forgiving  |  friendly  |  fun - loving  |  funny  |  generous  |  gentle |  hard - working |  heroic  |  honest  |  hopeful  |  humble  | imaginative  |  incorruptible  | intelligent  |  intuitive  |  inventive |  jocular  |  leader  | lively  | loving  |  loyal  |  merciful  |  musical  |  observant  |  open - minded |  optimistic  |  organized  | outgoing  |  passionate  |  patient  |  playful  |  polite   |  popular  |  practical  |  resourceful  |  self - assured  |  selfless  |  sensible  |  sincere  |  strong  |  studious  |  thoughtful  |  tough |  versatile  | warm - hearted |  well - intentioned |  wise  |  witty.

[contracas]

@aravensflower

“Drag me to more of your concerts, babe, I found my I’m with the band t-shirt.”

[toprovokemoved]

ft. @aravensflower

        “sam,” he gives her a look of absolute sincerity “...would you do my eyebrows?”

[withflourmoved]

INSTAGRAM SERIES:  JENNA  &  SAM.  /  @aravensflower

[loveclubbed-blog]

👫 WITH BIRDIE BITHC

i get high with a little help from my friends .   /   accepting .

while , yes , they spend   copious   amounts of time with the entire group , birdie  &  mia are closest to each other . second to none . you don’t mess with any pairs in the group , but you   DON’T   mess with birdie  &  mia unless you want to   die .

birdie , being so Good At Makeup But Rubs It Off ,  &  mia , who is unable to be trusted with anything near a   face ,   don’t always bother with makeup . but then . boredom will set in ,  &  sometimes , birdie does mia’s   makeup .   nobody’s sure if it’s just an excuse to be close or not .

they always sit by each other . without fail . stretched across each other lazily , like the other isn’t there . but   boy ,   do they know .

they die within a month of each other , but there’s a month where mia has to live without birdie haha ok thnx bye

[contracas]

55 + simone mmmm

things you said under your breath

i. “You’re so clingy.” And your childhood was sheltered enough for the both of us. You tuck your curls behind your ear and sit back against my arm, resting your head on my shoulder. You were searching for warmth, and all you found was me. I’m protective over my memories, I’m protective over me. All I see when I review my history is moment after moment of missed opportunities to scratch verbal nails down a metaphoric chalkboard. I am the king of knowing exactly what to say, much too late. Despite taking years to allow me to touch you, Simone, you didn’t know me at all. I can understand that you didn’t want to, but even years later, the way you treated me makes me angry. I realise I’m a self-confessed tragedy, and that that in itself is simultaneously pathetic and arrogant, but your carelessness broke my heart. You were my first, true hate.

ii. “You’re gorgeous,” you told me once or twice, but never loud enough for me to hear. I never needed volume, or repetition. I wanted you to hold my face, catch my eyes, catch my tears, tell me that I was worthy of the space I was taking up. I wanted too badly for you to tell me everything a good lover ought to, but the mistake was obvious: you weren’t good. I remain your bitter ex, and your greatest embarrassment. I hope you hate me so that you think about me at all, I feel like I deserve that at least.

iii. “I hate you,” that’s it, that’s what I wanted. It’s months after you left me and I’d only just started seeing Mike’s family again. I knew that everyone knew that I’d been in rehab, and that I wasn’t speaking much. Concentrating on school, Lizzie said. You tiptoed around me, never looking up to see the fire in my eyes. I knew I still loved you, and yet all I wanted to do was hurt you. I smiled for the first time in days, and I tore you down. I listed your insecurities shamelessly, I wanted to build a defence against my own with the ruins of your pride. I kicked a snake, you snapped back at me with venom that I hadn’t expected. I deserved what I got, and we both left feeling the mixture of adrenaline and raw emotion that a fight inflicted on its participants. I made you hate me in those months, I poured gasoline on a friendship that never could have been because I was so hurt to have been rejected by the girl I’d loved. 

Epilogue. But I think in the end, I took my whole life’s rejection out on you. You were just a beautiful, charismatic crush that entered my life at the wrong time. I was searching in the dark for something to grasp onto, something to attach myself to, and for a little while, that was you. I made you grow up too fast, I always shot you down when you wanted to act like a kid. I was no timid, mild victim. I was passive aggressive, sarcastic, and I hated everything. I’m not surprised you found my draining. But I wish you’d been more mature, more aware, so that you could have treated that scared kid that I was a little more gently. You could’ve let me down easy, like the guys at school. I wish you’d have done that, cut me down early and not let me think you liked me. But we all see things that aren’t there. You saw someone you could fix, but the tools you used didn’t fit my broken edges. I saw someone who could love me, but you only loved yourself.