#at least not on the outsside

[riickgrimes]

Yeah, I feel like people are gonna be like, “why isn’t it me?” You know? Sure. I mean, it could have been you, Rome. It could easily have been you. It’s just marginal presentation shit. [...] It’s just, you know, the optics. It’s dumb, but the stitches, they’re good stitches. They’re good.

[hiddencitywaters]

@lxvxndxrhxzx

There were frogs everywhere. Conrad was already feeling the tension headache blooming behind his eyes. He had ran into the cute boy from the pet store. At least, he could have good company as his homework and the boats he needed to work on built up in the shop. Still, frogs were animals. maybe they had some hope outsside of some of the other sounds and distant sights in this God forsaken maze. "You don't say that you have any experience with frogs?"

[fucking-idiot]

im so fucking depressed im fucking tired im exhausted after so much I feel so fucking empty and despite having 6 months of basically nothing I feel so tired and drained ive spent the last half a year in bed and I fear ill never get better I fear itll only get harder and worse and more painful I cant get myself to do anything bc nothing feels worth it anymore I have no will to exist outsside of other’s perception and yet I cant leave my house bc I dont want to be perceived I was really hoping that by halloween id be back on a better mindset or at least a neutral one and I cant get myself to do anything its nearly january and I cant help hut feel so much pain and agony just from my own fucking brain I cant do shit I dont do shit I dont want to do anything I cant talk to anyone bc I dint want them to feel bad or be hurt by my feelings I cant be a normal person I miss alexa at least when I had her I could reconnect with myself in a way I cant do alone I cant believe myself I cant fucking believe I did this I cant believe im a fucking mess I cant stand this I want to end it I dont feel real mothing is real im a fuckigj ghost and I deserve to be dead

[viciouslyfilthy]

dragonskxn:

She nibbled gently on the toast that was given to her; it tasted delicious, but her appetite had waned over the days since her dragonskin went missing. Still, she did need to eat…for the baby.

“Vulnerable….” Annalise murmured, her hands trembling as she took a sip from her teacup.

“Whoever took it…they…they have to know, or at least have a hunch…of what I am. If they want me to be vulnerable, they want me to be…weak.

"But if they wished to kill me, wouldn’t they have done so by now? It’s been days since my dragonskin has gone missing, and I’m already a nervous wreck.”

She sat there silently for a few moments, her shoulders relaxing as Versy’s tail coiled around her leg reassuringly.

“…do you think they simply…no longer want me to be a dragon?”

The snake-man flicked his tongue out again, "I don't think so..." he focused his gaze on his hand as his fingers gently traced the soft, scaly surface of his snake half, as if he was considering something.

"I think... it'ss something more than that. Sssomething that has not yet begun to live for itsself." He subtly implied, pointing towards the dragoness' stomach.

Two things were clear to him: whoever did this wanted her weak, and it couldn't just be a coincidence that she just happened to be pregnant and, from what he could tell, being pretty far along.

He sighed after a while, "if you want something done right, got to do it yourssself.. blast it." He mumbled as he rubbed his face with his palm.

"Oh, the things I do for- ugh!" He rambled as he straightened himself up, his tone sounding like one of defeat- as if he'd finally come to terms with a reality he despised to acknowledge.

...

"My dear, once you've finished eating, I will, ahem- need you to fetch me sssome salt, leather belt, charcoal, black and blue candless... and a droplet of your blood. And follow me outsside to your barn. Or somewhere you won't mind getting dirty-"

"Oh. And do you perhapss have a skinning knife?" He casually added as he slithered to the kitchen again, looking for the largest kitchen knife the woman had at her disposal. He already hated this, no- he loathed it!

@viciouslyfilthy continued (x)

"You're more than welcome to use my kitchen, Cornelius; thank you." Another weary smile from Annalise.

"I apologize for not telling you about the baby sooner. It was a surprise for me, too. I suppose my dress hides it well enough..." And it was getting so close to the due date, too, and then all of this happened.

"It's so strange, but, no, I cannot feel the presence of my dragonskin. Well, barely. It's not like I can immediately go to the place where it's at, anyways. I always have it in my general vicinity. But this...it feels like...a light being shut out. Not extinguished, thankfully, but rather...hidden? Dormant? I'm not sure how to describe it. It makes me wonder if someone has taken it and managed to dull the thread that connects it to me."

[jtsfavslut]

have u guys ever done a zoom, like just talk outsside of here

I don’t think so, at least not me, but it sounds so fun

[cameronpcrker]

ALL OF THEM >:)

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

Cam: goood morning, goood morning.

Cam: How’s my favorite human being in the whole wide world feeling this morning?

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

Cam: maybe you should stop constantly telling yourself that you’ll be forever alone because i think you’re keeping yourself from finding someone.

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.

Cam: i’ll call you back in 5 mins.

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

Cam: do u realize how beautiful u r frm inside and outsside???

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

Cam:  you have a nice ass 😏

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

Cam: dude, remember how i told you i’ll find the time to binge watch something with you again?

Cam: now’s the time.

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

Cam: why won’t you give me winter for a week??? i’m all alone, you got violet.

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

Cam: why can’t i like boys or be bisexual at least. life would be so much easier if i could just date you.

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

Cam: please don’t ever stop replying for hours again.

Cam: i can’t lose you. ever.

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

Cam: honestly, oliver, you’ve become so much more than just a friend to me. it’s like you’re my second brother and i’d literally do anything for you.

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

Cam: do you think i should get a dog?

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

Cam: guess what?

Cam: the tom holland cardboard standup i ordered for you is here!!

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

Cam: i think we should throw oliver a party and hook him up with someone because he deserves it.

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

Cam: i really can’t tell if monet and i will ever get back together but i’m still hoping we will. i’m scared if i wait too long she’ll tell me that she got over me…or worse, that she got back with daxton or is dating somebody else. i just can’t help but wonder if there was more to it…more to why she broke up with me. what if the situation with my family was the final straw and she also realized that there were still feelings for daxton? i’ve always been lowkey wondering about this if i’m honest just never had the courage to straight up ask her. maybe i was too scared of what she would say. 

[cottonandchittinold]

*Harret's used to at least two chase scenes per trip to city with at least one involving the drones. Who knows if they won't decide to pay a visit to the café?*

"We both live outsside the city and arre not rreally welcome herre."

*Wait, did Minick just smile? She can actually smile?*

She wasn’t subtle. Minick itched the back of her neck, she couldn’t brush out her hair so she stuffed it into her hood, bangs peeking out to hide behind. She had a tote bag on one arm, full of computer parts, wires and unhealthy looking snacks, and in her other hand she held onto a blue, touch screen device. It was actually plugged into her hoodie, which had bits of plastic taped onto it with wires running between the two layers of fabric. Her jeans were also wired up similarly, leading into unnecessary platform shoes. She already towered over most trolls below her caste.

What made her stand out the most, though, were the two giant antennae poking up from her hood. Her shoulders shook gently, as she scanned the crowd for who she would recognise as The Jade Blood. As she made eye contact, it was pretty clear her face was glistening, blue tears mixing slightly with several week’s worth of eyeliner that had been left to sit and clump.