#i own one pair of shoes and those are my docs bc shoes are expensive

[everyone-with-a-para]

I hope everyone with a para that wears/would wear docs has a great day

[rekikiri]

Bonfire jack-o'-lantern cinnamon and fireside! (@stabbyfoxandrew)

bonfire (describe your dream house) - okay kinda long answer because I’ve thought about this many times since once the interest rates are down i will likely be getting a house lmao. apologies for the long answer.

so I want a brick house, preferable the colors kinda muted. either gray and black brick or red and black. idk why it’s just nice to me. for the inside, I want a very open living room and a decently sized kitchen. at least probably 4-5 bedrooms so that if i choose to have or adopt kids they’d each get their own room AND I can keep having a game room/office. (Im in a two bedroom so it’s very convenient to keep all expensive electronics and a lot of my nerd shit away from the other rooms).

(doing a break here)

Id LOVE having a wall full of shelves with one of those ladders to have my own personal library to fill with books and trinkets. and a tall fence to have space for when I get a dog (not getting a dog in an apartment, I cannot consistently walk a dog on a leash and go to parks where I’m at). hopefully no neighbors super close they need to be a bit away from me

jack o’ lantern (if you could look like any celebrity, who would you choose?) - I already have a few celebrities that I’ve been told I look very similar to (and one who my best friend who once said I look so much like this actress she couldn’t comfortably watch a triggering show). but maybe sandra bullock? she’s one of the prettiest women I’ve ever seen. i don’t do celebrity crushes but if I had to give one, it’d be her (or mariska hargitay!! another pretty pretty lady). I love them <3 genuinely the first two women I remember seeing and being like…woah beautiful lady. and I already have the same hair and eye color so it wouldn’t be like…drastically not me

cinnamon (if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you choose and where?) - hmmmm not sure. not too far back because I want to have Rights, ya know? maybe gonna steal your answer @stabbyfoxandrew and say be an adult in 90s-00s. I do not want to live in my hometown bc it’s not at all progressive lmao. not sure where tho just maybe somewhere with a higher population but not a big city, idk. boring answer haha

fireside (if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like?) - sooo I have a bit of an all over the place preferred styles and also a few things I specifically want. a few of my favorite styles are dark academia, a lot of black and baggy clothes (kinda emo style stuff), and I fucking loveeee sweaters too. I live in a hot and humid state AND I overheat so easily so I cannot wear my preferred clothes that much of the year, and dark academia stuff would be too much money right now for not a lot of use.

specific pieces!! I am dying to buy a few more pairs of highs top platform converse. I love those so much. AND I want a pair of platform doc martens. I have a normal pair but I want Stompy Boot. i also want to not have the issue where i have a primary every day shoe because I’m an anime character apparently and almost exclusively wear one pair of shoes for ages, and only swaps during the new season outfit change. currently they are my red high top platform converse. (before these it was my timberlands lmao).

SORRY THIS GOT SO LONG I JUST HAVE TOO MANY THINGS TO SAY IN MY ANSWERS

[noeliareads]

“5SOS IN 2014?”

The prompt: “I would like to see a goth!/punkbf!johnny au bc reasons” Man, you’re not the only one!

words: 1028

category: fluff+randomness

author note: I pulled my emo/punk playlist from the grave. I hope you enjoy it!

                                          “5SOS IN 2014″

“Johnny, do you really need another pair of dr martens?” You ask as you collapse on one of the benches in the store.

“Yup!” Johnny’s tall figure browsed the different styles of shoes until he saw one pair that caught his eye. He lifted the boot proudly. “How about these?!” Your eyes widened causing Johnny to crack up.

“God no.” You say. Johnny raised his hand to call over the employee and proceeded to ask for his size. “Johnny!”

“What?” He leaned on the wall facing you and crossed his arms. The tattoos on his arms peeked underneath the leather jacket he insisted on wearing even though the weather forecast predicted a high of 90 degrees. Still, he looked rather ravishing.

“Y/N.” You blink away your previous thoughts and looked up at him.

“Huh?” His pierced right brow lifted slightly.

“What are you staring at dummy?”

“Noooothing.” You sing.

Johnny pushed himself off the wall and crouched in front of you. He rested a hand on your knee.

“Oh really?” He taunted. Just in time, the employee brought the pair of boots. Johnny thanks him quickly and sits beside you to try them on.

“Dude.” You say. “Do you really wanna get a pair of platform dr martens?”

“Lol. Why not?” He responded standing up with them on. You gaped. God no.

Your boyfriend was easily around 6’3. (ya’ll are lying to yourselves if you think he’s 6’0). With those boots? He looked TALL but like, TALL. Too tall. The way he intimidated you just doubled. I mean, how could he not? He was the definition of a punk bad boy. If you google punk or goth you will find the typical spiked hair, tattoos, the eyeliner… You get the idea. Johnny had his own vibe. Yeah, he mostly wore black and always wore his leather jacket and always wore his docs and he did wear eye makeup a lot… ok yes, he’s a punk wannabe.

Today? With those boots? *chefs kiss* the platform boots paired with his skinny jeans made his legs look infinite. But as he looked at himself in the mirror you couldn’t help but still feel slightly scared of him. He laughed at your horrified expression in the mirror. His laugh was so contagious that he made you laugh too.

“Babe no.” You say. “Just get a pair of vans.” He whipped around in the blink of an eye.

“Vans?” He exclaimed clutching his chest. “Do you want me to look like 5sos in 2014?”

“What’s wrong with that? They’re hot. Plus, I’m wearing a pair now.” He sat beside you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder as he whispered in your ear.

“It’s the aesthetic.”

“Aesthetic?” You scoff. “Aesthetic is Alex Turner in AM era.” Your boyfriend tilted his head to the side. (gif for a bit of context)

“So I’m not punk aesthetic?” You get up and pull up your pants before standing in front of him. Ironically you were eye level with him.

“Babe.” Placing a hand on his shoulder you whisper “You listen to Twice every time you shower. You cry with romance movies PLUS you sleep with your childhood blankie.”

The giant covered your mouth with his hand, quickly looking around making sure no one heard.

“For the record-” you muffle “you’re my aesthetic.” A faint blush covered his cheeks and the tip of his ears turned red.

“Umm… Excuse me-” Mark, the employee interrupted “Are you going to get the boots?”

“Yes, but instead of these I need the regular ones in a women’s size 7.” Johnny said.

“John, who’s that for?”

“You silly.”

“But babe...” You felt bad, they’re expensive pairs of shoes.

“Shush, no buts. You mentioned wanting them for a while. Plus, take it as an introduction to the punk aesthetic.” He winked.

“You’re too much you know that right?”

“Ahh, that I know.” He affirmed. Johnny was excited! He could now match shoes with his girlfriend, as cheesy as it sounds. Regardless of his rough exterior, he was a complete softie. 

The transaction was done quickly, Johnny not letting you pay a dime. You two walk out of the store hand in hand greeted by the beautiful summer heat. Johnny gagged.

“Ewwwww. It’s humid!” He let go of your hand and shrugged his jacket off, exposing his arms splattered with tats. The most prominent one being on his left forearm. His parent’s birthday in roman numerals. Damn. You think. How did I snag this guy? Johnny was ethereal, especially sporting the undercut he got done a couple of days ago. You could see his ear-piercing more clearly.

“Babe, stop staring. You’re drooling.” You immediately wipe our mouth causing him to burst out laughing.

“Shut up.” You murmur as he pulls you close.

“I love you.” He murmured pressing a soft kiss on the top of your head.

“I love you too J.” You get on your toes and give him a swift peck. “Wanna get coffee?”

“Ohhhh say less!” He snatched the car keys from your hand and sprinted towards the car. “I CALL THE AUX CORD!”

“What?” You yell running after him and mentally cursing him for having such long legs. Why did we park so far away? “JOHNNY SEO!” You holler. “I’M TIRED OF YOUR PUNK BANDS!”

“YOU LIKE MOST OF THEM ANYWAYS!” He yells back already reaching the car. You catch up and gasp for breath as you lean on the driver’s side.

“Did you die?” He asked. You glare at him and scoff.

“No shit sherlock.” You two get in the car and he passes you the keys.

“Can we listen to fall out boy though?”

“Ok. That I do like.” Johnny fist bumps the air and connects his phone to the car speakers. Suddenly, Red Velvet starts playing at full blast. You’re looking at him mockingly as he purses his full lips looking up at the ceiling. He doesn’t even hide the fact that he was listening to RV.

“Red Velvet, huh?” He smiles sheepishly and shrugs.

“Zimzalabim is a bop.”

“Okay. Whatever you say, love.” You put the car in reverse and leave the parking lot. “Psycho is better tho.” You add quickly. That last comment drove you two into a debate of which RV title track is best.

[marlsbuck]

— && guests may mistake me as ( haley lu richardson ), but really i am ( marley buckley + cisfemale + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 6/13/1994 ). i am applying for the ( vet tech ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( 211 ). i should be hired because i am ( witty & empathetic ), but i can also be ( indecisive & absent-minded ) at times. personally, i like to ( dance, knit & volunteer at the zoo ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work.

hi pals! we’re back with a marley mae revamp! our favorite lil cowgirl is getting the makeover she deserves, so let’s get started, shall we?

before we get too into it, though, we have a stats page and a pinterest (which is also getting a revamp before too long bUT...i digress).

lil tw moment: abuse, alcohol, drug, death mention tws. per usual, i went a little heavy on the tws just to be safe! 

- marley mae buckley was born june 13th, 1994 to finnegan and shailene buckley.

- her father is a chief exec at an oil company and her mother was a stay at home mom and socialite, the latter of which she preferred.

- the family moved to billings, montana shortly after marley was born so her father could be more involved with work. this meant her mother had more time on her hands and more time to attempt to mold marley into the perfect daughter.

- except marley liked dirt, climbing tress, and pretending to ride the family dog like a rodeo bull.

- needless to say that did not go well????

- substance abuse tw early in marley’s life, her mother mixed prescription pills and pinot, which only made the tension between the two more intense. 

- abuse tw baby marls never understood why her mother would want to self medicate, essentially checking out and missing a majority of her only child’s life, until one night after her father came home after a day of ‘meetings’. smelling like expensive scotch and cigar smoke, marley saw her father hit her mother for the first time.

-  abuse tw she didn’t witness the actual abuse often, but marley started noticing the signs more and more often. bruises around wrists, large sunglasses when it wasn’t sunny out, concealer caked around her eyes and jaw. for a while, she begged her mother to take her and leave, but marley’s mother refused - firm in her belief that she wouldn’t be able to make it on her own.

- so they endured. more often than not, marley’s mother took her pain and frustration out on her daughter. it didn’t take long for marley’s parents toxicity to turn her into an angry, resentful person. marley was around 8 when she started acting out - “accidentally” breaking things around the house, saying out of pocket things at her father’s work events or fancy dinner parties. marley was 10 the first time she left home and didn’t come back for hours on end, only to come back and realize no one had really noticed she was gone.

- when she was about 13, marley really started acting out and rebelling. she started hanging out with a rougher group of kids who were significantly older than her. even though she never took part in the more intense stuff, marley did manage to get herself into some trouble that finally managed to catch her parents’ attention.

-  one night, while out with that older, rougher group of friends, marley was arrested for a destruction of property charge. since she was a minor, her parents were called immediately and, after making a sizable donation to billings pd, made the whole thing go away.

- officially done dealing with marley and the whole “mothering” of it all (if you can call it that), her parents shipped her back to their hometown of big timber to live with her paternal grandparents.

- she tried to run away a few times (even going so far as to steal her grandfather’s work truck - even tho she didn’t get far because she didn’t know how to drive stick yet) because rebellious, but after paw made her stay and help one of their cattle give birth, marley fell in love.

- marley fell in love with every animal on the ranch - all their quirks and distinct personalities. it quickly became the home marley’d never had. it was warm and loving and full of joy and life. her grandparents became the only parents she’d ever really known.

- they were the only reason marley agreed to go back to her parents. they’d made a deal that if she behaved at “home”, she’d be able to spend the rest of her summers at the ranch.

- so marley went back to her parents and did the dance classes, and dinner parties, and even did the whole debutante thing and “came out” to society.

- at 16 she petitioned to be emancipated and a judge granted said petition. she promptly moved into the renovated barn at the ranch that her grandparents had rented out while she finished school.

- marley ended up graduating early and began attending classes at the local community college, eventually getting her associates in science all while still working on the ranch when she could.

- at 19, marley began classes at montana state, majoring in microbiology as a pre-vet track.

- death tw shortly after she finished her first year at msu, marley found out her mother passed unexpectedly. when she went to attend the services, her father effectively disowned her (even though they hadn’t spoken in years) and blamed her for her mother’s issues and death.

- marley came back to the ranch more depressed than she’d ever been and instead of dealing with the hurricane of emotions she felt, marley dropped out of school and ran

- marley drove all along the west coast, eventually settling on a cattle farm in texas.

- there, marley met literally the worst thing to ever happen to her. only a month or two after settling in texas, marley started dating wade because mess attracts mess. duh. his parents owned the farm she was working on and he gave her attention. that’s it. that’s all it took.

- abuse tw it didn’t take long for the gas lighting, lying, and cheating to start. a short six months into their relationship was when the physical abuse started. growing up, she’d always told herself that she’d never allow a man to treat her the way she’d watched her father treat her mother - that she’d be stronger than her mother and leave after the first time. finally, though, marley realized the battle her mother had fought to endure all those years of abuse and just how hard it was to muster the courage to leave. 

- to this day, marley carries around the guilt of spending years blaming her mother for being weak and missing the opportunity to apologize while she was still alive.

- eventually paw caught on and WASN’T having any of it. so he snuck down with maw in the middle of the night while wade was out on a bender and packed marley’s shit and took her back home to the ranch like the knight in shining armor that man is.

- two years of animal therapy and literal therapy, marley applied to finish her bachelors in chicago after maw suggested it. she was accepted and once again left her home behind, but this time it was to chase her dream and we’re all v proud.

- she’s been at the mlanati now for two years and has finished her bachelors and is a certified vet tech. she’s currently in her last year of undergrad and is getting ready to start applying to vet schools officially.

hcs!

- marley is a jeeple. she owns a 2008 black jeep wrangler x. 100% named it ringo. definitely has a black jeep of the family bumper sticker and let me tell you, this girl is SO proud.

- y’all will never catch this girl in shoes. she will start the day in shoes and by the time lunch rolls around she’s barefoot. the only pair of shoes she enjoys wearing are her justin boots or her vvv worn out vans. 

- she knits when she’s anxious, which is more often than not now that she’s in a new place. but it also means she’s giving out cute lil beanies and scarves to her new frens.

- loves and i mean LOVES westerns. tombstone and gunsmoke were staples growing up.

- also probably the worlds biggest dolly parton fan. if it involves dolly, marley is in.

- ALIENS, MAN. your girl loves aliens and most space things. roswell (the og and new shows) are her jam bc...y’know....cowliens.

- she has three tattoos: some wildflowers on her upper left ribs, “worthy” in her grandpa’s handwriting on her upper right forearm, and the silhouette of big timber peak at the nape of her neck.

- marley is also one of those people that doesn’t need a ton of sleep? 4-5 hours max and she’s golden.

- cold brew coffee also runs through her veins. her coffee order is a trenta cold brew with hazelnut and almond milk, thanks. it’s also probably one of the reasons she never stops moving....ever.

- big time questioning her sexuality. marley’s only ever been with men, but uuuuuhhhhh WOMEN y’know? also nb folx are v nice. we do not discriminate in this house.

- 2 cats! doc (7 y/o himalayan long hair) and ike (2 y/o munchkin). both rescues she met while volunteering at a shelter.

- snake tw would also v much like a colombian rainbow boa pls and thank

- will always make time to take a dance class or book space to just dance all her feelings out. it’s one of the few joys she has that comes without feelings of pressure or stress. 

- holds most  people at arms length. she’s more than happy to listen and support everyone around her, but is a literal steel trap when it comes to talking about herself and her past.

- alcohol/drugs tw not a drinker. buckley’s don’t have a great track record of being able to handle their liquor (never let her do shots pls), so marley sticks to the occasional blunt. esp when she’s feeling extra anxious, it calms her down and evens her out.

- she do be jumpy af! loud noises (that don’t obviously come from animals) make her anxious and shaky. it’s the *pTsD*.

- marley’s triggers include but are not limited to: grabbing her face/chin, breaking glass, loud noises - specifically yelling, general violence, the smell of vodka or scotch and cigar smoke, being grabbed from behind/picked up without warning.

wanted connections!

- travel pals! : people marley met on her trip from montana to texas! she wouldn’t have stuck around long, but she was a hot ass mess and these would have been people who met her at p close to her lowest? so seeing her at the malnati would be like meeting a whole new person. she’ll probs be hella flustered and embarrassed so, like, we love that.

- hype squaaaaaad! : marley’s self esteem is still.........nonexistent, almost. she’s all about giving the love, but is the worst at accepting it, so obviously we need someone to shove all the love and positive affirmations her way! help ya girl see her worth!

- post hook ups! : likely only one or two! marley isn’t one to hook up unless she’s feeling pretty awful about her self and needs some instant validation. can be awkward or cordial! i’m down to plot specifics!

- crushes! : unrequited or nah (lbr i’d live for unrequited pls) male, female, nb - gimmie it all! babie is ready to give all the love....kinda. from afar. bc trauma. bUT!!! leggo. lololol.

- confidant! : literally probably the only connection that’s limited to one person. they know eeeeverything. every horrid, gruesome detail about marley’s past and all her insecurities. they could be someone that met her when she was on her way to texas/she met in texas or someone she met after and got to witness one of her panic attacks post texas. aka the one person she trusts most.

- scurry folx! : pls gimmie plots where marley is at odds with someone, whether or not it’s because they scare her a lil (aka angry, aggressively loud, bully-ish type someones) or just people who can’t handle her goofy, oddball, pollyanna type personality! i. need. ANGST!! pls. ty.

- chemistry, ofc!