#girlpsych

[sugarsyearinreview]

@mayfieldfm

a year in review: group verse edition

dedicated to new friends, and new dynamics, the kids from grace cove were a riot to get to explore, i loved the friendships, the ships, the drama and the spooks we had together. getting to explore jd, especially who was a brand new muse at the time, and developing him over the course of interacting with you guys, was honestly so much fun, and i’ll always cherish that.

tagged; @harringtonfm, @girlpsych, @mysharxna, @deadlightstm, @wheelrisms, @mayfieldfm

[carolinakncws]

@girlpsych​ picked 70 | spotify wrapped meme

SATELLITE — HARRY STYLES / you got a new life, am i bothering you ?

Evan held his breath as he sat waiting, the phone in his hand ringing. He’d left Gwen months ago and this was his first time trying to reach out, trying to quell all of the unanswered ‘ what ifs ‘ in his mind. He’d stopped himself dozens of times before telling himself he was being selfish, that she had a new life and deserved to live it, because he was the one who had left.

I’m spinning out waiting for ya to pull me in —

It was his fault. He’d seen the look in her eyes when he said he wanted to leave ( ‘ I’m in an LA mood ‘ he said ), that Hawkins had finally run its course and he was filled with endless regrets never finding out what happened to his sister. There wasn’t purpose in taking it out on her but he turned bitter, he became different. He knew the nonsensical answers he got were only going to drive him further into madness and there was nothing he could do about it, or so he said, so he DEMANDED. That was the way of it, how the storm clouds rolled in over his sunny skies, and how the boy slowly stopped reaching for signs of his religion until he stopped mentioning God altogether. That had been the truth death of him.

Losing her had been the final blow, the proof that even in the next life, he may face this haunted, lonely existence. 

I can see you’re lonely down there, don’t you know that I am right here ? 

[jerksredeem]

@girlpsych liked for a starter ( forever ago )  !

—   “SHUT UP, SHUT UP!” STEVE YELLS, THROWING HIS HANDS IN THE AIR and standing up from his seat. He takes a moment, pacing around the table with a thumb in between his lips, thinking hard. He returns to his seat and grumbles, “It’s not in the rules. But I guess, TECHNICALLY, you win.” 

[kschmidts-a]

dibs x 1000000000 ily <3

✱ i am holding ur hands j, this is me right back @ you ;-;

prompt  (  x  )  accepting!!

[aquariusvibes-arch]

dibs <3333

⎯    ✖  ♡    send  me  a  ‘dibs’  if  you  are  ridiculously  attached  to  me  as  an  rp  partner

i fucking love you. kiss kiss. i love everything you do. number one stan.

[sensesdialed]

@girlpsych​ asked: 55 for wrapped :)) // SPOTIFY WRAPPED - send me a number 1-100 and I’ll write you a starter based on the song

55. Hard Sell - The Crane Wives

  “DOES EVERYBODY HAVE IT TOGETHER or all we all pretending?” Everything about his appearance is decidedly not put together— from the old sweater over his suit ( what? it’s chilly! especially with all the rips he hasn’t managed to sew back together yet... ) to the fight he... almost lost— almost!— earlier, to getting caught piecing some tech together in the middle of his patrol. “Can we just all admit that we don’t have it figured out, ‘cause I, for one, am tired of being ACCUSED of being a mess all the time when it’s definitely not just me.” 

[breakthings-archived]

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 as his grin widened, listening to her talk, interested in everything she had to say. He couldn’t help it—she seemed very interesting! His tongue clicked at the roof of him mouth as he tapped his chin idly in thought. “Gven…” he murmured her name softly, trying to get a taste for how it sounded before bringing his attention back to her with an amused hum.

“𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐧—𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐳𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰?” Kurt’s head cocked to the side before his tail started to whip around again, moving passed he and turning around, starting to walk backwards. “𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐠, 𝐣𝐚? 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝!” He called out, hands resting behind his head. He wasn’t so used to someone. It being disturbed by his appearance; she seemed not to care—which was extremely surprising.

He remembered the days of the circus; and the times that the church would look at him with disgust for wanting to attend mass. He never asked to look like this; to be a freak—but he was taking it in stride as best as he could—trying his hardest to not let it bother him ( when in reality, it bothered him a lot ). But he found solace here—with other mutants & the x-men. A home. Somewhere he belonged. And he wanted to show Gwen the kindness he was shown here.

“𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐩, 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐮!”

breakthings​:

𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐒, 𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎; his pointed, devilish tail flicked around; golden eyes wide; though it’s hard to tell what is his Iris & pupils, and what was his sclera. He swallowed thickly; not meaning to startle the new face of the institute, laughter leaving him; though very nervous. A three digit hand moves to rub the back of his head, looking away for a moment to gather his thoughts. He should have been much more considerate—but excitement got the better of him! How often did they get a new mutant around here, right?

His attention moves back to the shorter, Kurt’s grin returning to his features. She didn’t seem afraid of his appearance, at least—that’s good! It was a sensitive subject for him, anyway. He would have left if she showed any signs of discomfort but…things were looking good! How wonderful. “𝐕𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭?” His tone is light hearted, launching himself back into the air and through a portal, only to pop up behind her.

“𝐌𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐕𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫—𝐎𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐟 𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞.“ another teleport, and he’s in front of her again. It was clear he was having some sort of fun with this, though surprise hits him. She’s been here a month and they were just finding out!? “𝐌𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐭—𝐯𝐡𝐲 𝐨𝐡 𝐯𝐡𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐳𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡? 𝐕𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐲—“ Then again, he was part of the X-men—he supposed that maybe she…wasn’t? With a shrug, his tail flicks around again; impatiently. He was…very outgoing. “𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐥? 𝐕𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐆𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐌ä𝐝𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧?”

from   her   short   while   at   the   institute,   gwen   had   learned   that   mutants   come   in   all   shapes   and   sizes.   not   to   mention   the   ones   she   saw   on   tv   that   helped   save   humanity   countless   of   times.   though   her   mutant   abilities   didn’t   change   her   outward   appearance,   she   was   treated   no   differently   than   the   rest      of   them;   freaks   as   the   public   liked   to   call   them.   though   she   supposed   that   kurt   definitely   faced   more   challenges   than   her   in   every   day   life.   yet,   she   couldn’t   find   herself   to   be   afraid   of   his   outward   appearance.   in   fact,   gwen’s   eyes   shone   with   wonder   as   she   took   in   all   of   his   features.

a   laugh   left   her   lips   as   the   mutant   popped   up   from   behind   her;   brunette   hair   whipping   around   to   face   him   once   again.   he   certainly   had   a   sense   of   humor   about   him.   ❝   considering   you   popped   up   in   front   of   me   it’s   only   polite   for   you   to   go   first,   ❞      she   countered   with   a   bright   grin;   brows   raised   expectantly.

gwen   thought   she   might   get   whiplash   from   the   amount   of   times   she   had   to   turn   around   to   keep   up   with   him   but   at   least   he   was   fun.   ❝   kurt….❞   the   name   rolled   off   her   tongue   as   she   nodded.   ❝   well,   it’s   nice   to   meet   you.   the   professor   thought   it   would   be   a   good   idea   to   get   some   training   done   privately   before   i   interacted   with   others,   ❞   she   shrugged;   not   really   understanding   herself   why   she   was   alone.   ❝   my   name   is   gwen   blake   but   i   guess   my   super   secret   name   is   phasma;   as   in   specter   or   phantom.   ❞   for   emphasis   she   conjured   an   illusion   in   front   of   his   eyes   of   what   looked   like   smoke   before   she   waved   it   away.   ❝   but   call   me   gwen.      ❞

[radiatorchains]

@girlpsychic

             You think I can't eat pussy?

[carolinakncws]

@girlpsych​ picked was forced into 93 | spotify wrapped meme

DEAR READER — TAYLOR SWIFT / bend when you can, snap when you have to

Evan stood on the precipice of ‘ AFTER ‘ to his current self, which was the ‘ BEFORE ‘ of his life’s turning point, the one that had brought him to Hawkins in the first place. He had chased leads, chased down loose ends, down any rabbit hole or cursed path, trying to scramble, desperately digging in the soil, through dead and forgotten secrets to try and find out what had happened to her.

Dear reader, if it feels like a trap you’re already in one

He’d found HER, instead, the vision that haunted his dreams, all of his waking hours, and coloured herself into his daydreams. Gwen. Four letters was all it took to shift his world on its axis, to send his heart spiralling in a different direction entirely, to make him DREAM and WISH and LOVE again. Things he knew the old Evan had been capable of, but the one who had come to Hawkins had tucked away carefully, only to be opened under very particular circumstances.

Dear reader, burn all the files, desert all your past lives

Fingers found her jawline, dancing their way along to her hair where they sunk themselves in. He’d never felt silk before but was certain this is what it was, luxurious and beyond his reaches, yet here was Gwen in his arms, showing Evan that he could find reasons to keep going. All he had to do was reach out for them. So he took the chance to step away from the one-track minded young man who had come to Hawkins with only one path in mind, and he let God, the universe, show him another way, lend him another source of light for his journey. Gwen was the guiding light now, and as he kissed her he let his heart open, he let the worry of pain and distraction fade away as he tasted what he’d always expected to be peach but was something closer to cherry. A surprise, as always, was Gwendolyn Blake, and Evan breathed her in as he took a moment between parted lips, the pair of them brushing against each others in a way that Evan was certain would be burned into his memory for the rest of his life. He’d pick her up then, arms around her waist, and they’d find the comfort of his bed for the evening. He’d remind her that love was worth chasing, that there was nothing to be scared of — as each piece of clothing was kissed off of her.

You should find another guiding light, but I shine so bright

He stood now with her hand in his, the photograph of his sister he kept protected in his hand, trying not to show the ways his eyes prickled every time he saw it. There was no going back to the hopeful Evan, the one who thought maybe if he hid his sister’s face then someone, one day, would approach him and say ‘ I saw a girl who — ‘ and he could let the emotion flow from his eyes, freely now, knowing she was real and others had seen her, too. Without this photograph she was merely a figment of his imagination, wasn’t she ? A phantom, a curse, perhaps, proof that the Devil was real and he worked inside the mind, not through people, but through the world inside Evan’s head.

These desperate prayers of a cursed man spilling out to you for free, but darling, darling please — you wouldn’t take my word for it if you knew who was talking

Gwen was who Evan had come to love, the one who stole all of his hopes away from dusty boxes in cupboards to genuine possibility, into the hope that Evan could exist outside of the world he’d built for himself. It wasn’t God that restored a sense of faith in him, it was chestnut hair and a smile that send his heart into overdrive. Evan knew that she was the comet in the sky, rare, beautiful, mesmerizing to watch and yet in the blink of an eye could disappear.

It was up to him to find the courage to change his trajectory and aim for her.

— to a house, not a home, all alone 'cause nobody's there

[liveshauntedmoved]

❝   you’ve   said   that   before   and   look   at   my   hand   now   -   ❞   she   holds   up   her   empty   hand   with   a   pout.   ❝   it’s   not   being   held   at   all.      ❞

                        Storm couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips at seeing the pout on her lips, before he takes a gentle hold of the hand that she had been held up, “Hmmm easy fix,” He says as he gives her hand a small squeeze - bringing it up to press a soft kiss to her knuckles. “This better love?”

❝   you’ve   said   that   before   and   look   at   my   hand   now   -   ❞   she   holds   up   her   empty   hand   with   a   pout.   ❝   it’s   not   being   held   at   all.      ❞

                        Storm couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips at seeing the pout on her lips, before he takes a gentle hold of the hand that she had been held up, “Hmmm easy fix,” He says as he gives her hand a small squeeze - bringing it up to press a soft kiss to her knuckles. “This better love?”

[ssunspotted]

@girlpsychic Now. I MUST be curious what it is in my hand that diagnoses me 'lesbian'! Or is the implication some thing else

[blackmouthdog]

@girlpsychic

I am healthy. Arguably more so than most

[goryh0le]

@girlpsychic are you mad at me

[ssunspotted]

and the crowd booed them ffor telling the truth

I only am affirming something that already was talked about!

@ssunspotted

stfu fag your broke

[bludrvn]

@girlpsychic hi who r u. im blood

[breakthings]

Well, it’s a new year; and while things have had its ups and downs both IRL and on this platform, I still wanted to say a few things. I’ve been on tumblr in and off since like 2014 in multiple fandoms. I took a break, was back 2019 in the anime rpc for about a year and some; then came to the ST rpc for a few months and then moved to a multifandom multimuse not really associated with the fandoms BUT—I’ve met a lot of people in these fandoms that’s I care a lot about, and people were willing to follow me as I blog hopped—which means a lot, honestly. I remember the old days of FFs, and I’m kind of glad they’re back. I always liked them, idk. And I can't write a blurb for everyone, but know that I do love and care for all of you. <3 ANYWAY.

HAZE: @cultesdesghoules You have been a huge part of my life over the last...7 ish months, and honestly, idk where I'd be now without you. You've helped me a whole lot in regards to my personal life whether its just being there for me or offering the advice that I need to move forward. my best friend here, honestly. I really hope we continuing talking and writing together forever, bc I'd do anything & everything for you tbh. <3

J: @mysharxna / @girlpsych You're also one of the closest people to me during this time. I really appreciate your friendship; you mean a lot to me. It's kinda funny because at first I didn't think you liked me LOL, but I guess I was wrong, since we got pretty close! You're really great, but knowing you--You already knew that. <3

JT: @kegk1ng You may not be here on tumblr very much anymore, but I'm mentioning you anyway bc I still talk to you ooc. While we've had our differences, I still really appreciate you as a person and I think we've gotten closer despite things. I really enjoy hanging out with you in VC and talking about whatever, or watching movies, ect ect. You're also the first duplicate I felt comfortable around, which is a BIG deal to me, so. <3 Here's to another year of friendship!

OTHER BLOGS THAT I ADORE:

@temporarywiin / @inkfng / @cahroline / @creelsclocks / @hostica / @barhd / @survivedbefore / @wisteriaorchids / @appendaged / @psychiclegacy / @trashm0uth / @jerksredeem / @crackedfm / @yellowbrckrd / @vigilantaes / @overclocks / @cthulhued / @wheelrisms / @brokenalibi / @feralsmile / @kschmidts / @aquariusvibes / @godsdeal / @gareththegreat / @bloodawakening / @mikewheelertm / @shatterxdsouls / @enshijou /