#inbox me for my disc!

[sovngardian]

as she shuffled into the darkness of night, there was an insatiable feeling of guilt pitted in her stomach. had she just ruined the best thing that had ever happened to her? when she was sure that there was no one near by, penelope slowed herself and let her back fall against a stone building. she sucked in a hard breath, weepy eyes turning back to the direction she'd just come from. ❛ i wish this day to be over, ❜ she told herself quietly, unaware of the newly lingering figure that was out of her view.

we called it love, you called it off.

[riaki]

hey guys !! i’ve been seeing a lot of people step away from blogs/leave tumblr as a whole lately n while i most likely won’t be doing the same i want to take the time to tell u all to take care of yourselves. reminder that ur blog should be ur safe space, and u have no obligations to anyone. keeping up with social media can be stressful

with that said, i decided i’ll be takin a break for an indefinite amount of time. schools been ramping up n i’ve been really busy lately— which is why i haven't been posting... but don’t worry!! i won’t leave this blog and i definitely won’t stop writing. but i encourage anyone experiencing burnout or stress to do the same! i love all of u, have a wonderful spring

- riko :)

[bravevolunteer]

@trapton asked: [ forehead ] - for william to kiss michael on the forehead :3 // an old meme from the crevices of my inbox

THE CLOCK ON THE WALL POINTS TO FOUR, moonlight just barely making its way through the windows, far later than either of them should be awake. His father home in the middle of the night through the creaking front door— caught up in work, or a bar, or whatever excuse he gave this time. Michael wasn't listening. He was sat on the couch, in stark contrast to the way he usually locks himself in his room ( or makes a break for it the moment he hears the car pull into the driveway ), eyes glazed over and locked on the late-night reruns filling the living room with light and static... clearly not paying them any attention. He barely even moved when his father walked inside. Without a razor-sharp edge to his voice, without the guard he has learned to put up on nights like these, just... numb.

Staving off nightmares: with caffeine and snacks and searing his goddamn retinas rewinding a terrible show... the couch helps, too. He can't explain it. Why he seems to shake awake in visceral terror more often in the confines of his room ( the ONE place that is his ) than out in the house. If he were younger, naive, Evan's age when he had his night terrors... maybe he'd believe it was his father's nearby presence. It takes far more for Michael to cave to those claims now.

Michael only tears his gaze from the television when his father approaches. He tenses, instinctually, though they have not fought like they used to in awhile. Ever since the nightmares... or hallucinations, he's not sure anymore, started. Repeatedly, he has to bite his tongue to keep from asking why: Michael still has thorns, still reacts as if anticipating a threat, he deserves the resentment and anger... why won't his father just snap at him already?

Twisted of a comfort as it is, he would know what to do with that. Michael doesn't know what to do with what his father really does.

Careful hand approaches his face ( where he has felt a rough grip to his jaw and a backhand's sting ), guides him closer ( the antithesis to shoving and slamming ), and... a kiss is pressed to the top of his head ( where he has held all that's been thrown at him: disappointment, murderer, monster ). The gesture is so gentle, with an awful tenderness that threatens to shatter him more than any cruelty could. Michael inhales shakily, starting to break through that numb feeling, his walls crumbling along with it:

It's been months of this. An endless back and forth of grappling with his father's sudden effort: rejecting it and craving it all at once, when is he just going to GIVE IN?

Michael's eyes burn with a furious intensity, his vision blurs, limbs grow slack, and he leans just slightly forwards to rest against that which he pretends believes is a pillar of safety.

[morisenatha]

[ leaves xiv therith to drown while i work on replies ]

[scampthecorgi]

Thursday night we had to say goodbye to our boy Scamp. He lived a very full and happy life for nearly 13 years, but it will never feel like enough time.

Scamp’s life with us began when my brother chose the breed for our next family dog: a corgi. This pup was Mr. Personality! So I thought I’d make a blog for him as corgis gained popularity online. What started as this fun tumblr blog in 2013 exploded into Scamp popping up all over the internet. He got reblogged by Doctor Who, retweeted by Lin-Manuel Miranda, and his pictures-turned-uncredited-meme made Buzzfeed’s list of 40 most important corgis one year! His pictures and gifs still show up on various sites.

Scamp even helped my brother become a certified dog trainer! He was by his side quickly learning the commands and creating routines to pass tests. I illustrated 7 coloring books about Scamp which helped me pay off my student loans, so he was my business partner too!

He had many health issues through his life, but he would work miracles and bounce back time after time. The poor guy had seizures when he was younger, a blockage, a ruptured disc, cancer, chemo for a year, low blood platelets, kidney failure (which he miraculously reversed??), and vasculitis. This past summer he got very sick and we really thought he would go soon. But again Scamp worked his magic, recovered, and we got four more months with him that we didn’t expect.

He brought so much happiness to our family, and I thank you all for being part of our lives too. I will still use this blog to post old pictures of him now and then, but I will miss our photo shoots. His brother Rufus will carry on some of his traditions on Instagram if anyone would like to follow him @goldenpuprufus . And if anyone has one of Scamp’s coloring books and posts a picture of their work, please tag me or send it to my inbox- I would love to see it!

I will miss seeing him relax at the fishpond, hearing him woof for a boost into the kitchen, and waddle through the back door with that smile persuading me to give him treats. He was the best pal we could have asked for.

I know you’re looking dapper over the rainbow bridge in your bow tie. Love you, buddy.

🐶🌈 12/1/2010-11/2/2023

[flwrstqr]

mutuals appreciation messages 🤍

ack i missed these kind of moot games ㅠㅠ but here's my appreciation to each of my fav mooties 💕

@dioll, i love you sm nae. sometimes i feel like you're my older sister, i really appreciate your support even through the tough times. your msgs truly make me smile each day. remember we're in this together 💕

@hoonion, jenni!!! my loml, i love u to the moon and back. i love dming you everyday. you make me smile and bring up my mood. i'm so glad we met this year and became closer. i really hope we get even closer (jenni + hoon is real!!)

@jwsdoll, hai sav!! so glad we met this year. our silly little msgs make me laugh everyday. my yunjin to my chaewon. love u sm

@reverieki, my hye bae. i miss u sm, idk where i would be w/o u. riki to my hee, haerin to my dani. you'll always be riki's no.1 girl!!

@luvlyhee, xuan!!!! i'm so happy we met this year, you truly are an amazing writer. i love u and ur works so much. i hope by the end of the year, we're closer than ever can be 🤞

@jakesangel, jake's real gf aka princess. my half older sister to me, i love u sm!! you're always going to be joy to my irene, ning to my giselle, and wonyo to my chae!! stay strong!! love u >o<

@junislqve, juni bby, ilysm. your asks are what make me look forward for my day. belle to my haneul 4 life!!!! (also did i mention how much winter from aespa vibes i get from u??)

@iichaeyj chae!!!! i know we barely interact 😓 but i really hope i get closer with you. you really seem like a sweet person and i love ur works so much. rina to my ning!!

@antoncyng my nickname twin :3 luv u sm nini!! one of my early moots too. keep writing, supporting you through everything!!

@en-gelic lia!! i'm so grateful i became moots with you. you truly are the sweetest person i ever met. i'll always love and support your writings no matter what. sending love and kisses 💕

@leaderwon the fact we just started off by meeting through disc dms 😭 i really hope we get closer luna!! (jungwon's real gf is right here???)

@onlyjjong have i ever said how much i love u lili???? bc i really love u sm!! ur sweet msgs always makes me smile. i'll support your works, and i hope you stay happy. you're like my real younger sister me. leeseo to my yujin, kyujin to my lily

@hyeinism haiii via!!! i really hope we interact more often bc i would love to get closer with you. ily !!!

@lcvclywon YUYA!! i missed u sm. i miss our inbox msgs we had together ㅠㅠ, hoping that returns. we'll always be chaewon and eunchae (chaechaez)!!

@okwons vivi, you're so sweet. your msgs are the sweetest thing ever. love ur writings btw >o<

@jlheon pengie bae!! literally yuri to my chae. hoping you text me more often on insta 😓 i really enjoy your company and i hope we get closer soon

@sunrenity zehra, did i tell you how much i love u + ur themes + ur works???? pls stop by dms or inbox more often, i would die to get closer w u ㅠㅠ

@star-sim my 08 liner twin!!! the fact at first i barely had any 08 liner mooties and you were one of the first ppl i met that was the same age as me 😓 thank u sm for being the sweetest moot ever, love uuu!!

@neos127 ky!!! yeri to my irene >o<, i really hoping we get closer this year!! you seem like a very sweet person so hoping we interact more often !!

@ashtxrie one of my earliest moots is you, ash!! i'm super happy we became moots, i love ur works sm. keep it up, sending kisses + love to u !!

@bywons sru, i know you're on hiatus but thank u for everything. you were my first ever moot on blr, and im so happy that we basically grew up together here 🙏 always support ur works, love uu!!

@okwonyo jiah!! wonyoung to my hyewon ㅠㅠ, i first joined enhablr as a reader and admired your works a lot. here i am now. u rlly inspire me, thank u jiah sm >o< luv u !!

[regular-gnome]

HIII! The ask box finally decided to work for me- 😭 I have a few questions....again.

Have The Archivists faced any dangerous threats? (Not including the Titans)

Can Archivists been born from a Gamma ray Burst and not just a KiloNova?

Have the Archivists ever considered the existence of other Cosmic beings from different dimensions?

Does The Wayfarer still have the skull of the extinct species?

How old is The Anatomist? (Are they in the 100 thousands or maybe in the 1 million range)

Would they attempt to help Climate change, deforestation, humans driving animals to extinction, just planet destroying stuff in general on Earth?

All lot of questions- Sorry about that. 😓

I have no clue what the issue with the inbox is. Some of the asks also disappeared when I know for a fact I got them and was planning to respond later. But glad this one survived. Gotta say, it's a rapid ask fire, so I'll short-answer them

1. So yeah, there aren't many things that can hurt them, but celestial beings can damage each other. Encountering other children of the stars is rare, but if that happens, and it's difficult to predict what a semi-conscious mass of magic decides to do or another far more unstable collector, but they havent seen them for a long time. As for non-physical threats, at this point, they are mostly desensitized to mortals, but that's also something they found out: how bad people can be when they are scared of someone, like Belos with no remorse throwing Collectros disc to be forgotten. I'm pretty sure if he could ensure more to control a pretty powerful power source he would even if that powersourse was a kid and I dont belive he was the only person to ever have this approach

2. Maaybe? In my version, children of the stars are born from events where a big release of energy and magic occurs. Kilonovae typically release energy of 10^41 to 10^43 joules, GRBs typically release something around 10^44 to 10^48 joules. I think it would create a celestial being, but I'm not sure if it would really be a collector or rather some other celestial creature that is simmillar but not the same. I'd like to think that collectors are all born from the same astronomical phenomena, especially given how rare they are (and it plays a little bit into siblings motive), but I dont really have a good reason why it cant be Gamma Rey too

3. They are aware of other realms, but traveling between them is bit more tricky and they already try to keep up with everything that goes on in the galaxy they are currently in. I think there is some quirk to titan magic that makes the travel between dimensions really possilbe or at least more controlled

4. yup! they took more keepsakes but the skull is preserved in Way's corner of the archive

5. It's closer to billions in range. For collectors to be able to look over evolution, stars coming into existence, millions of years isn't enough. Anatomist was one of the younger collectors when the first archives were established and everyone split to their own, but it was still a long time ago. I imagine it takes a very long time for immortal beings to grow up. At the point of the story, they aren't even really mature

6. I know it's currently still a theory, but there are articles about Earth currently experiencing 6th mass extinction, the previous one being that one that took out the dinosaurs. The archivists' goal is to preserve life, and if it's dying, that mission is sabotaged. So yeah, they would probably try to stop it, but I don't think they'd take kindly to the one species that caused it so the earth after their interference wouldnt be the same

[impactrueno]

I tend to think that both proshippers and antis are stupid for different reasons but oh my LORD the proship victim complex goes INSANE I’m so sorry they’ve been clowning in your inbox. “The evil awful horrible violent DANGEROUS antis” is like comical levels of victim complex to me when they’re the ones coming into YOUR inbox to stir shit up just because you said you dont ship something. Not to mention that calling people with different ship disc horse opinions than you “dangerous” is like. Tell me you don’t have real life problems without TELLING me you don’t have any real life problems. Lol. Lmao. You’re so fucking strong dude keep doing what you’re doing

i wouldn't call myself strong for withstanding a small breeze but thank you, i will keep doing my thing no matter what

imagine expending that much energy on shipping discourse in your 30s. couldn't be me

[dysfunctionaldogdude]

Yo! Therians, alterhumans, and humans!!

I’m working on a fun little disc server for therian and alterhuman hanging out and any supportive humans are allowed!

(Anti-therian, anti-otherkin, anti-fictokin, anti-alterhuman DNI! I will block your bitchass)

There’s also a RP part to the server (like half of the server lol) - I’m working on lore and characters for the background and such. I require assistance in this, you’ll get exclusive first access to the server by helping me and a special helper role (also the ability to get possibly the mod role - den leader - if you wish to apply first!)

Looking for a mix of people, you don’t have to be therian or alterhuman to help nor join!

We will be discussing in a VC so no pressure to actually talk but know the meeting is being held in a VC

Fans of Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olympus (or anything RR), Harry Potter/Wizarding World, OUAT, Wednesday, etc- are preferred! (Due to the nature of the story and since it’s based off of stuff like that)

The server is 15+ so please anyone 15 and over

JUST ANY HELP PLS PLSPLSPLS /silly

The server is called The Therianthrope Menagerie Academy (TMA) which is the name of the academy the RP is set in. Founded by a wizard named Lucian Theron and a dragon shifter named Fafnir Jormungand in honor of a Lycanthrope named Lydia Theron, Lucian’s twin sister.

TMA accepts all magical beings but mainly focuses on therianthrope (shifter) kind and wizardkind (other magical beings include Centauri (Horse, leopard, etc), the Good Neighbors, Cryptids, etc)

Send an ask in my inbox or put your message in the comments to let me know you’re interested!

[rattycattyfanfic]

(you drive me) crazy

for @mirroredmemoriez's prompt!

1.) Lynn or Amanda reacting to one another’s music tastes! Can keep it broad and just have it as looking at a genre or pick a specific song. Setting wise it can be anywhere, such as oh I’ve bought this CD and sliding the disc in the car.

a shocking 1,521 words! no real warnings except mentions of mandy brain. can kinda sit in bark like a god verse? but doesn't have to.

if anyone would like to submit some simple easy prompts that i can deal with in 500-700 words ideally (although im finding these are spiralling out of control!) my inbox is open :)

One thing Lynn hadn’t anticipated about Amanda, but finds herself continually pleasantly surprised by, is all the strange little commonalities they share. Amanda’s music taste is not particularly vast or varied, but her taste for the alternative overlaps with the soundtrack of Lynn’s own youth in a nostalgic way. 

She remembers the first time, back when they were new and slightly tense – the relief of a common ground in the form of a familiar song playing faintly on the radio. The Cramps, she thinks it had been, but she couldn’t for the life of her name the song. She had simply known that she’d worn it out in her late teens, and that this strange girl was now in her living room bobbing her head along to the same song, oblivious. “I used to love this one,” Lynn had said, breaking the comfortable quiet and hating herself for it. But then Amanda had looked back, up, at her with this odd expression, something akin to surprise or respect, and it had felt easy. She’d smirked, said something snarky, a bit rude, and Lynn had laughed, and it had been a rare easy moment for them amidst all the turmoil.

It’s nice. Unexpected, but nice. Lynn welcomes the throwbacks to her undergrad days, and the insight that the day’s music choice provides into Amanda’s strange head. Her thoughts are still a mystery to Lynn some days, but the music – it helps shine a light on whatever Amanda is thinking that day.

Sometimes, she finds the girl in an oddly energetic mood, spinning Bikini Kill or Blondie whilst she busies herself with household tasks. Often she’ll be bent over some gadget in the backyard, taking the thing apart and putting it back together – the VHS player, or the old bike in the garage that hasn’t been used in years, or some other currently unidentifiable pile of scrap metal and electronics. Lynn can’t even be mad about it. Amanda always puts them back together in perfect, or better, working condition, and so she’s content to hang in the doorway, watching curiously until Mandy perks her head up and notices. 

“Was it too loud?” she says, with grease on her cheeks and a look somewhere between defiant and owlish. 

And Lynn says, will always say, “No,” and then usually, “I love this album. What are you working on?” Amanda grins and launches into an explanation that goes straight over Lynn’s head, however similar metal and electronics and flesh and nerves might be. She furrows her brow and nods attentively, and thinks that she loves Amanda like this, almost childishly excited and hyper-focused to the bright tones of Eat to the Beat.

Similarly, Lynn can tell when it’s a bad day. She knows that when she hears Fiona Apple, Hole, even the rare occasion of Patti Smith whining from Amanda’s oversized headphones, she needs to tread a little more carefully, treat Amanda with a little extra care. That brain of hers is still a mystery to her, especially days like this when she doubts even Amanda can make sense of her tangled thoughts.

She gets this, though, the appeal of quietly enraged vocals, angsty guitars and pianos, fast or slow but equally intense either way. She remembers listening to Revenge as a teenager and how it had spoken to her, soothed emotions she hadn’t even realised she’d had, and she thinks she gets it a little bit. So she sits down on the back porch next to Amanda wordlessly, and lays her head on the girl’s shoulder to catch the odd angsty refrain leaking out of the headphones. She says nothing about the edgy look in those dark eyes, or the raw pink of her sharp cheeks and wrists from where she’d scratched and rubbed restlessly. Lynn sits silently with her, until Amanda lets out a shuddering breath and relaxes just an ounce. 

Today she unplugs her headphones and allows Lynn to listen with her fully. She leans against her shoulder heavily, allows the tenderness of backrubs or fingers combing through her hair. Other days, the headphones stay on and Lynn remains a voyeur, held at arm’s length, the vulnerability of unplugging simply too much for Amanda to bear. Either way, Lynn tucks these shared moments away inside herself and thanks whatever god there is for the safe catharsis of rageful nineties singers. 

Amanda is not a good driver. This is the main, overarching reason Lynn will give if asked why she always prefers to be in the driver’s seat of her own car. She can drive, legally, and does so without accident, but she is not good at it, and Lynn spends most rides with Amanda holding onto her fucking seat wondering if this was part of her torture repertoire when working under John. But then, she supposes, her victims would’ve been unconscious during transportation, and so all the swearing and sharp veers must be either unintentional or for the sheer thrill of it. 

That is the reason Lynn will give for not getting in Amanda’s car if she can help it. The reason she will not give, is that Amanda’s baseline – and her favourite driving music – is largely completely fucking unlistenable industrial metal. Nine Inch Nails, Nitzer Ebb, and Ministry take pride of place in the driving fast and badly playlist. It all sounds like construction site noise to Lynn, and only adds to the distressing experience of being driven around by someone she has to remind herself is criminally insane. 

Her car is in the shop, though, and they need groceries. And so, Lynn is white knuckling the seat of Amanda’s beaten up shitbox while KMFDM screeches through tinny speakers. She thinks there’s probably never been such an intense fucking drive to the grocery store in all of history.

She’s about to say something bitchy, maybe ask her to turn it off or down at the very least, but when she looks over, she snorts. Amanda has her sunglasses on and is nodding to the beat, tapping her fingers rapidly against the steering wheel, looking fully in the zone whilst she swears at another driver for daring to obey the highway code. “I can’t believe you like this shit, Mandy,” she says instead with an exasperated laugh, and gets a bright grin in response. 

“It’s fun,” Amanda defends lightly, and glances back at the road, veering around another corner way too fast. “It’s fast. I like it!” 

Lynn rolls her eyes. “‘Kill motherfuckin’ Depeche Mode?’ That’s fun?” She doesn’t see the appeal, honestly, but it fits Mandy she supposes. Erratic, brash, angry in a gleeful way. It fits her perfectly. She’ll grin and bear it, maybe even learn to love it like she had Mandy, despite all the ways she had infuriated her at first. 

Amanda opens her mouth as if she’s about to respond, but the song fades out and into the next, and she turns a soft pink instead. She reaches out awkwardly towards the dashboard to skip the song, but Lynn is fast too. Lynn knows her 00s pop music – put it down to having a young daughter and nothing else, nothing else. She grabs the girl’s slender wrist and stops her in her tracks, and the song continues. A grin spreads across Lynn’s face, and Amanda groans.

“Lynn–” 

The unmistakable intro to Toxic plays out through the speakers at the same volume as the heavy industrial stuff, and there’s no hiding from it. Amanda goes a deeper shade of pink, as if this is somehow the most embarrassing thing Lynn has learnt about her to date. 

It must be her growing sadistic streak, but Lynn can’t help but dig a little. She holds Mandy’s wrist still, hovering inches away from the skip button. “I would never have pegged you for a closet Britney fangirl, baby,” she teases, and delights in the way Amanda flushes and splutters. 

“I don’t know how that got on the playlist, Lynn – fuck – Lynn, skip it,” she stammers. 

“No, I like it,” Lynn says smugly, and sits back, entwining their fingers together and effectively stopping her from skipping it lest she crash them both into a ditch. “And so do you, apparently – keep that hand on the wheel.”

Amanda groans, but stops fighting. She squeezes Lynn’s hand hard, digs her nails in a little viciously, but keeps her other hand on the wheel and lets the bubbly pop keep playing. Even as she flushes, loudly proclaims her embarrassment, Lynn can see her knee subtly bouncing to the beat. She looks one second from whispering the lyrics to herself.

One last dig, for the fun of it. Lynn feels high on the silliness of the moment, a bubble of unfamiliar giggliness in her throat. “Do you know the dance moves too?”

“Oh my god!” Amanda exclaims, throwing her head back. She steps on the pedal in exasperation and the car surges forward. She really shouldn’t be allowed to drive. A minute later, when she finally manages to swallow down the worst of her humiliation, Amanda mumbles, barely audible above the autotune. “...Yes.”

Lynn laughs out loud.

[bywons]

ANNOUNCEMENT 📢 ( MINI UHM ) HIATUS

hey hey sru nation, soo uhm i'll be on a short hiatus yippee lol RAH. uhm my unit one exams are starting from tmrw and even though they're only of 25 marks each, i gotta prepare well :(( and blr can be vv distracting at times so i decided to be on a lil break >< don't miss me so much though, i'll be back on 18th of july hehe >0< until then, pls pls take care of yourselves, stay hydrated and enjoy every day !!! while im gone for a while, you can drop requests in my inbox ( im brain fried HELP TT ) also my ig is @.rumusea and disc is @.wonbuns, you can talk to me there, though i'm more active on ig ^^ okay enough now BYEEEE see u again on 18th >< MWAHHHH <33

tagging my beloved moots : @atrirose @junislqve @jlheon @sainns @hyeinism @uolarie @haknom @hoonvrs @weoris @leaderwon @i4yves @okwonyo @okwons @boyfhee @isoobie @jakesangel ( okay i can't rmb anymore TT sorry )

logging out, all the love byeeee >_<

[abrandnewshadow]

2005 mcr newsletter [email] about the founding of skeleton crew

"SKELETON CREW ONLINE

To whom it may concern,

Hello friends, this is Frank from My Chemical Romance. First of all, I would like to thank you all for helping my dreams come true. I cannot express my undying

gratitude for your support of this little band. You have made it possible for four kids from New Jersey and one from Chicago to make a difference in this world. Thank you, thank you, thank you, from the depths of my polluted New Jersey heart, thank you.

Ok, so now that the mushy stuff is out of the way I wanted to tell you about something that's going on in my life. I am clogging up your inbox with junk mail to let you know that I have embarked on a new creative adventure. Over the past few years, I have met lots of extremely talented people… tons of them. The thing is, I have not only become friends with these people, but I have also become a huge fan of the art they create. When that happens, the next logical step is to figure out how to work with them in the best capacity. So I wanted to start a company or companies that would be able to showcase the talents of my friends, my heroes, and the people who inspire me to live each day of my life as if it were my last. What I came up with was Skeleton Crew (skeletoncrewonline.com). Skeleton Crew is a record label, book publisher, and clothing design company. I figured if I was going to do it, I might as well do it all. I have always had a passion for record collecting, especially rare releases. If I'm a fan of the band I have to have it all, it's a sickness really. So Skeleton Crew Records will put out limited edition releases, colored vinyl, picture discs, and things I would want as a record collector. Basically whatever the band wants to do, we will put out. Some of the bands you might have heard of, some of the bands you might not have. The one thing they will all have in common is that I like them, which means they are worth checking out. (I have wanted to start a record label of my own for years, I'm really excited.)

Skeleton Crew Publications will release books written or illustrated by musicians, artists, athletes, and just all around interesting people who have something to say. I want to create a different forum where art and ideas can be presented. With media some of these artists have not experimented with or explored yet. I think this division of Skeleton Crew is the most interesting, and the one to definitely keep your eye on. We will not censor any of the artists, they will have full reign over what they create. (Again the only thing the authors may have in common, is that I am a fan.)

Last, but not least, is Skeleton Crew Clothing. This is not a t-shirt company! I can type it again if you didn't read it the first time…this is not a t-shirt company. I have nothing against t-shirts, some of my best friends wear them, and I enjoy them as well. All I'm trying to say is that Skeleton Crew is a clothing design company; we are in the process of developing a fall/winter line that will involve more than just screen printed t-shirts. You will be able to wear nothing but Skeleton Crew products for weeks straight to any occasion or destination and never think twice about whether your uniform is comfortable, appropriate, or fashionable. The designs are rad, I must say so myself. There are teasers on the website for you right now, but we'll keep you in anticipation of the clothes for a little bit longer.

This is a business that has a greater good in mind, Skeleton Crew will donate a portion of all profits to different charitable organizations, decided upon by the artists we work with. I have a feeling you guys are gonna enjoy what we come up with; at least I hope you do. Skeleton Crew will have a booth on upcoming Warped Tour dates on the East coast. I will drop you guys a short email letting you know when exactly that will be.

Until then, go to the site, skeletoncrewonline.com, you can email us for additional information. So far it's been really fun and hard just developing this project, I can't wait to get things rolling and hear what you guys think. I created Skeleton Crew from my heart and with my friends so I hope you check it out. Thanks for reading, I'll see you at the show.

keep the faith - frank m.c.r. & s.c.."

posted by bringyrbullets on lj

[bravevolunteer]

@trapton asked: [cover] ID au // associated word starters

[cover]  your  muse  covers  my  muse  up  with  a  blanket.

WHILE MICHAEL HAS BEEN USED TO SLEEP DEPRIVATION for some time now, never has it been as intense as it is now: days on end with only minutes of rest if lucky, waking countless times through the night if he does manage to sleep, dragging himself through waking hours fatigued and lethargic, low concentration and high irritability. It's all he is. Every hour awake is spent paranoid, staving off hallucinations and crafted illusions alike— none of the usual numbing works anymore. Sometimes... sometimes it lets up, always around his father... always during moments of assurance that feel so entirely fragile every time they're bestowed upon him ( what does one do with a gentle hand when it has been nothing but rough for so long? ).

In fact, he didn't have nearly as many hallucinations for about a week... only when the man orchestrating the nightmare was largely absent to handle business protocol for a new location did they return at full force.

It doesn't just chip away at his mental state. Turns out his immune system is entirely fucked, too. The busy few days for the company come to an end, and Michael is sick, unable to stop himself from shivering no matter how much he tries to hide it. He stares at the ground from his seat on the couch, held still to minimize the way his head spins. Far-gone enough to feel halfway unconscious... the rest of him still violently averse to the idea of sleep.

Warmth and its temporary comfort settles over him as his father places the blanket, Michael pulling it closer immediately ( again contrary to all the wariness he held for so long ). "It's a fever," He explains, mumbled— admitting it so quickly. "I already checked."

[whrrlvr]

zero day oc- holly gabriel

info below

name: holly gabriel , she/her

nicknames: tiny (cal)

birthday: may 7th, 1985 (15 years)

sexuality: closet sapphic

height: 4’11

status: deceased

family: deborah (mom), steven (dad), calvin (older brother), maddie (younger sister), and luke (younger brother)

personality: bit timid but is described as a ‘really sweet girl’. she can get along with just about anyone once she opens up.

disabilities(physical and mental): herniated disc, anxiety, slight ptsd

medicine: zoloft and misc pain pills

hobbies: art (sketching, painting, pottery), spending time with family

friends: sierra fowler, samantha parker, and trenton jackson ; she gets along with about anyone but she sticks close to these three. they are more ‘outcasts’, with sierra and trenton being goths/vamps and samantha an out lesbian. however if asked, she’d say her best friend is cal.

wardrobe: she mainly wears either cal’s hand me down or whatever her mom throws in her closet

-she always looked up to cal growing up, even when he pushed her down a tree and caused her herniated disc. he said it was an accident and she forgave him. the two were 6 and 4 respectively. even with multiple treatment, to this day she has a messed up back and sometimes needs a cane on bad days.

-despite this, cal still hangs out with her quite a lot and she feels she can tell him anything. well, besides the fact that she might like girls romantically, but other than that, anything.

-cal also can be protective of her, the first time majority of people saw cal get visibly angry was when as an 8th grader, holly snuck into a hs party cal was at and he saw someone guy get too close to an obviously inebriated holly. suffice to say, people who witnessed it try to be nicer towards holly.

-she has a very slight crush on both andre and rachel. it’s in the ‘my brothers friends’ way. rachel is nice to holly and once even took her out to the mall. meanwhile andre claims he doesnt have a strong opinion on her, however of cal’s siblings, tolerates her the most.

-on may 1st, holly was in the library in a secluded corner crying because she just failed her recent math test. she knew she was going to have to find some extra credit cause she wasn’t doing too hot in the class once the gunshots went off. she was in a little bit of a dazed but was able to hide in one of the secret closets due to her small stature. she was away from most of the carnage but could hear muffled talking, though she couldn’t make out who was saying what or who it even was. it got silent and she believed they were gone so she relaxed in the closet a bit, waiting for police to arrive. however, her watch went off to signal is time to take her medicine. she tried to silence it as fast as she could but it was too late. one of the gunman started shooting at the closet without looking and she suffered a hit into her shoulder and her forehead. she died never finding out her brother and his best friend were the shooters.

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