#leesh writes

[forzafinally]

15 QUESTIONS 15 FRIENDS

Thank you for tagging me @thats-a-real-legacy-to-leave 🌻💫

Are you named after anyone? Not exactly but my name is a combination of my father's two names so 🤷🏻‍♀️

When was the last time you cried? Sometime last week I suppose

What sports do you play/have played? So I'm pretty bad at sports in general (seriously, I have tripped while running and bruised my entire face) but I like to swim!

Do you have kids? Nope

Do you use sarcasm? Frequently

What is the first thing you notice about people? How they deal with someone junior to them if we're talking about a professional setting. Personally speaking, their hair and smile.

What is your eye colour? Dark brown

Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings ftw

Any talents? I can play the guitar, write creatively when inspiration strikes, and I am a pretty good nature photographer

Where were you born? India

What are your hobbies? Listening to music, discovering new authors and reading their stories, watching plays

Do you have any pets? Nope

How tall are you? 5'7

Favourite subject in school? English literature and mathematics

Dream job? Part time writer, part time professional in my current career working a 20 hour work week 🥹🥹 (a girl can dream)

Tagging @teddypng @leesh @lewishcmilton @queerdiaz @victoriaaaaaaaaa and anyone else who wants to do this :D

[malboraslihan]

to whom it may concern, 

i’m not sure if you remember me, but i certainly remember all of you. i know it’s years ago now, but you used to spend every winter break here. some of you learned to ski before you even learned to walk, others were always throwing snowballs at my window while i was in the lodge’s office — you were a troublemaking bunch, to say the least. 

speaking of troubling, i bet you’re wondering why i’m writing this letter. i’ve recently gotten news that a company has bought all of your families’ chalets, with plans to demolish them and turn them into a ski resort here on aspen highlands mountain. some of you may already know this, but it may come as a shock to those of you that didn’t. 

i know it’s been ten years since you were all last here, but i recall that aspen highlands is full of so many memories for each of you. i would hate to watch the chalets you frequented every winter simply get torn down without inviting you all back here one last time. 

what do you say? one last winter season spent at each of your families’ chalets? it’ll be just like old times, you’ll all have the chance to reconnect, and i’ll get to see how you kids have all grown up. your chalets are here waiting for you, just say the word. 

 warmest of regards, 

 lester the lodge manager

PLOT: from business deals and money making, a friendship was born. and when new york city became too much and they needed a day off, aspen highlands was the perfect getaway vacation to take your family on. for fifteen winters, the friends would reunite after christmas and spend some time together within the quiet and private walls of their chalets. while the kids would be out playing together, bothering the staff and getting high on hot chocolate, the adults occupied the bar and the sauna for nights and days. there’s no way of knowing how many multi million dollar deals were sealed and signed behind those doors, but there’s one everyone hears about. 

on march 11, 2013 the cover of new york times carried those friend’s names for the worst possible reason. a scandal that costed which of them millions, bringing some to a complete bankruptcy and giving others a few sleepless nights to burden. to this day no one knows who  leaked information, who was to blame for the missing documents and after none of them agreed to say a word, the story died down after a few months. silence following their story now, the winters spent on those lodges never spoken about and the chalets left to gather dust. 

 the kids that were once attached to bone saw themselves moving schools, houses and some even states to make sure the group was no longer a unit. life carried on, the memories from the lodge were now whispered instead of told happily on the dinner table, most thought they would never set foot on those grounds again. until now. 

TL;DR: rich kids whose parents were attached to the bones and would always take them to aspen during the winter, they’ve grown together and after fifteen years, there was an issue with a business deal they were all involved in and the friends drifted apart completely. swearing to never speak again, they made sure to separate their children as well, or at least try. ten years after their last winter on those chalets a secret company has managed to buy all their chalets and is turning them into a ski resort. the manager that watched over the chalets has sent out a letter inviting the group for one last winter before it all goes to dust. 

GUIDELINES

1. your usual rp etiquette: no god modding, try to interact and plot with everyone. please, no ooc drama and if there’s any issues contact me or leesh privately so we can handle it directly.

2. muns and fcs must be over 21, the age range for muses is 24-27.. no problematic fcs, the usual banned: no dead fcs, minors, people who have stated before they don’t want to be used in rps, all that jazz. i also reserve the right to deny any fc that makes me or anyone else uncomfortable.

3. please don’t join if you’re not planning on being active. i understand school, college, work and all that can get in the way and that this is only a hobby but in order for a group to work people must be present at least once or twice in the day or a few hours a week.

4. this won’t be first come first serve, each mun can apply for TWO MUSES.  

APPLICATION

( faceclaim, age, gender, pronouns ) is that FIRST LAST NAME? i definitely didn't expect to see them again here. i heard they're a/an OCCUPATION now and are known for 3 AESTHETICS. a lot can change in ten years but it was just yesterday that they loved FAVORITE WINTER ACTIVITY. do you think  they remember when BEST MEMORY FROM WINTERS SPENT AT THE LODGES? i hope so. ( alias, url, tmz, age )

ex.  ( harry styles, 67, cis male, he/him ) is that MICHAEL MYERS? i definitely didn't expect to see them again here. i heard they're a WAITER now and are known for HIDING HIS FACE BEHIND A MASK, HAVING A CREEPY SONG PLAY WHENEVER THEY’RE AROUND AND NAMING HIS FAVORITE KNIFE. a lot can change in ten years but it was just yesterday that they loved THROWING HOT CHOCOLATE ON HIS FRIENDS. do you think they remember when HE LOCKED EVERYONE INSIDE THE DINNER ROOM FOR HOURS? i hope so. ( pennywise, clownstats, est, 21+ )

TAKEN FCS

alexa tiziani (fleur)

amelie zilber (jules)

bridget satterlee, cody christian (barbie)

cindy kimberly, hugh laughton scott (kat)

dua lipa (kenny)

jade distinguin, michael yerger (leesh)

jay gould, mishti rahman (bela)

jessica clements, ryan manick (ron)

[scotianostra]

October 16th 1774 saw the death of Robert Fergusson, poet, in the Edinburgh Bedlam.

The Scottish poet who was one of the leading figures of the 18th-century revival of Scots vernacular writing and the chief forerunner of Robert Burns.

Fergusson was educated at the University of St. Andrews and became a copying clerk in a lawyer’s office in Edinburgh. In 1771 he began to contribute poems to Ruddiman’s Weekly Magazine. Although he was noted for the vivacity of temperament reflected in his verse, from 1773 his good spirits were encroached upon by fits of depression and religious guilt, and after suffering a severe head injury in a fall he became insane. He died in the Edinburgh asylum at the age of 24.

Fergusson’s poems were popular from their first appearance, and a collected volume came out in 1773. He wrote in both Scots and English, but the English verse has little value. His Scots poems—racy, realistic, wittily descriptive and humorous—had a stimulating effect on Burns, whose “Holy Fair” and “The Cotter’s Saturday Night” stem from Fergusson’s “Leith Races” and “The Farmer’s Ingle.” But vigorous poems like “The Daft Days,” “Address to the Tron Kirk Bell,” and the famous “Auld Reekie” prove how well Fergusson can stand as a poet in his own right. Burns was a great admirer of Fergussons work and was appalled when visiting Edinburgh on finding no gravestone where the young poet was buried in Canongate kirkyard, he set about putting this to rights.

He paid for a simple headstone, although church records say they had to "remind" him to cough up with the money, he had it inscribed with…..

No sculptured marble here, nor pompous lay, No storied urn, nor animated bust ; This simple stone directs pale Scotia’s way, To pour her sorrows o’er her poet’s dust.

Fergusson’s ‘Auld Reikie’ is a 300-line poem praising Edinburgh through observations of the daily life of ordinary people. Never patronising, Fergusson’s poem documents a day in the life of the city, embracing shopkeepers, porters, children, whores, dandies, debtors, servants, lawyers and schoolboys. For Burns Fergusson’s poetry served as a model of how the Scots dialect was ideally suited to the energy of the lives of ordinary people.

I think a 300 line poem is a bit much to inflict on you all so here is a wee excerpt

… Now morn, with bonny purpie-smiles, Kisses the air-cock o’ St Giles; Rakin their een, the servant lasses Early begin their lies and clashes; Ilk tells her friend o’ saddest distress, That still she brooks frae scouling mistress; And wi her joe in turnpike stair She’d rather snuff the stinking air, As be subjected to her tongue, When justly censur’d in the wrong. On stair wi tub, or pat in hand, The barefoot housemaids loo to stand, That antrin fock may ken how snell Auld Reikie will at morning smell: Then, with an inundation big as The burn that ‘neath the Nore Loch Brig is, They kindly shower Edina’s roses, To quicken and regale our noses. Now some for this, wi satire’s leesh, Hae gien auld Edinburgh a creesh: But without souring nocht is sweet; The morning smells that hail our street Prepare, and gently lead the way To simmer canty, braw and gay; Edina’s sons mair eithly share Her spices and her dainties rare, Than he that’s never yet been call’d Aff frae his plaidie or his fauld. Now stairhead critics, senseless fools, Censure their aim, and pride their rules, In Luckenbooths, wi glowring eye, Their neighbour’s sma’est faults descry: If ony loun should dander there, Of aukward gate and foreign air, They trace his steps, till they can tell His pedigree as weel’s himsel …

[niteowl-bullshit]

1. Yes

2. Yes

3. No

4. I grew up catholic, went to Christian church, turned agnostic, then atheist, finally turned spiritual

5. My url means I like to be up in the middle of the night and write total nonsense when it comes to me depending on my mood

6. Joined tumblr for art and self expression

7. Nicknames? Leesh.. not really

8. Sure

9. No kisses in the rain

10. Yes blonde, hope to be red

11. Soup or salad? Ughh I love both.. soup it is

12. Meat

13. yes but that life is dying I rather be home

14. Fuck no, no cigs

15. Weed all day.. but I quiet 6 days now.

16. Fuck no, no hard drugs

17. No sex today

18. Yes, I miss being held

19. My coworker. We’re cool

20. I’ve been told I have nice eyes yes

21. Procrastination all day bby

22. No im afraid of death

23. I always feel broken

24. I always say ‘I’m good’ not really perpetually sad

25. No I am single

26. Short hair now- chopped that shit off almost did a Brittany spears

27. First thing I notice about someone is how they communicate/treat others

28. Sometimes

29. Sometimes

30. Work and school

31. Once in elementary school

32. My ex in 2021

33. Some are cheesy yeah

34. Yes, Christmas is stressful. I want everyone to be happy regardless of how much I spend

35. Fruit pie? Not a fan.. I don’t think sweet potato counts..

36. I wanted to be an artist (still do), work with animals?

37. I do believe in ghosts

38. Yes, I’ve had deja vu

39. Yes I take vitamin c, d, and b12

40. Yes! Moccasins

41. No bath robes, large sweaters

42. Prefer large t shirts and panties

43. Yes I’d loved to be married for the right reasons

44. Yes I can curl my tongue

45. I’ve had 1 major relationship

46. You can win my heart my chemistry, laughter and adventures

47. A good relationship takes effort, balance, chemistry always date your best friend.., and communication

48. I am shy

49.

50. Idc Believe what you want I won’t force you to believe either

51. Caring to a fault

52. Straight edge.. not a easy thing to do but you gotta love your body and what you put in it

53. No piercings..

54. no tats although I have two. It’s too much of a commitment for me

55. Quiet at home all day.. I’d rather be with my cat

No limit

[ashtcnirwin]

excuse me, i'm just gonna jot down some post-tour/-trip musings, mainly for myself tbh, i don't think any of it is gonna be interesting to anyone else

that sounds very negatively loaded, doesn't it? it's not, it's just random thoughts about misc tour-/trip-related things

i'm so fucking grateful that we ended up doing the london show despite having decided pre-tour date drop to avoid london if we could. not only was it my second favourite show i attended on this tour but i also finally got a chance to meet leesh in person after ten fucking years of knowing each other and it was amazing. and also the o2 was overall an amazing venue. like, i knew it was iconic ofc but i didn't know it was this whole thing with a damn shopping mall and food places and bars and whatnot inside the building itself. it was also just a very pleasant venue to be at tbh, like it was spacious and the air quality was good and the lines were never horrific for anything we needed

english love affair was the dice song i desperately wanted to see performed at least once. i got it three times and it was perfect cos i got the first ever live performance of it, i got what very well might be the last ever live performance of it, and i got it in london

in hindsight, i'm thoroughly astounded that neither me nor amanda succumbed to exhaustion in any way at any point, cos we were going full speed for almost two weeks, we both got sick, we were constantly going from one place to another, always having somewhere we needed to be, be it a train station or an airport or a show, often running on very little or straight up no sleep, and occasionally on less than ideal types of food. and despite all that, we managed to do what we set out to do, which was to not waste a single moment and see and experience as much as we could in every place we went to, and we did it without fighting or even arguing unless a couple of small disagreements that were settled by compromise within five minutes count. i don't think there's another person on earth i could have done something like that with without losing my will to live at some point. that includes my boyfriend, tho admittedly that's mainly because he would've been miserable on that type of trip

sorta related to the previous point: i've experienced it before with other people but it's always interesting to me how certain types of situations/experiences/whatever will truly bring out people's strengths and weaknesses. and in mine and amanda's cases, it seems that we balanced each other extremely well on that front, like...my weaknesses were her strengths and vice versa. which ig isn't that much of a surprise when i think about it and what we're like as people but it never occurred to me beforehand, it's something i'm only realising now

i really wonder what happened with the soundcheck schedule in budapest cos in the email i got, it said that check-in started at 3pm, so we got there a little before 3, at which point it turned out that check-in had started at the normal 1:30pm time, which we only found out by chance really. kinda tempted to send funcode hungary an email and ask, not cos it matters but cos i'm curious

our hotel in manchester had one of those bathrooms that's basically just a glass cube. thankfully it was frosted glass but there was no real door, just a stall door type of thing, like there were gaps at the top and bottom, and it also didn't lock or anything, and tbh it wasn't as much a problem as it was just really fucking funny but alsoooo amanda made a comment about how awkward it would be if two coworkers were sharing that room and i don't remember which one of us said that heyyyy that's some solid ficspo but bottom line is that i wanna write that fic

more of a not-entirely-positivity-loaded note to myself to keep in mind in the future than an actual musing: the mental toll it takes on me to be "trapped" in my spot in the pit between soundcheck and the actual show is severe enough that i don't think i wanna do it again. or, no, i wanna do soundcheck and i wanna do pit, but i don't wanna do the thing where i go in for soundcheck and stay rooted in my spot for the rest of the night. had i been a little taller, it probably would've been 100% worth it cos in terms of distance to the stage it's fucking great to be row 4-5-6, but the thing is that while i had an amazing time at the shows i did soundcheck at this round, i'm of very average height, which essentially means that to have a good view in the pit, i either have to be row 1, 2 or 3, or far enough back that i can easily see over everyone's heads. or be extremely lucky and have the people in front of me be 5'1'' or shorter ig. so being row 4-5-6 mostly leads to a constant struggle to see anything, which is exhausting and annoying

[boooklover]

"Write our own destinies, Leesh, long as we got the stones to do it.”

Peter V. Brett, The Core

[mrsmarymorstan]

Writing fanfic is just laughing at your own jokes and then hoping someone else laughs too.

[nottheoone]

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[ghost-maya]

for your wip challenge: what is Zukka Canon Divergence AU do tell 👀👀👀👀👀

Ah yes I wrote that when I was applying to the ATLA cookbook zine I failed to get into (f) and i tried to continue writing it but realized that it would literally not logistically work as a story ever. anyways here’s a snippet 

Zuko frowned at the boy sitting in front of him. “What can I get for you?” 

“Aah, my favourite cranky server!” he said, talking to Zuko like they were friends, even though they barely knew each other. “Why don’t you surprise me? Anything the old man here makes hits the spot.”

Despite his best efforts, Zuko’s face still heated up when he met the guy’s eyes. He managed a nod and walked off, wheezing when he made it to the back. 

Send me a doc title from this post and I’ll post a snippet from it!

[marisa-writes]

Liam

Oftentimes, Liam feels as if he comes across a walking wreck—as if all his cracks and bends are on full display, raw and exposed for all the world to see. Like his shoulders sag quite noticeably under the weight of the metaphorical baggage he carries around, with Lissie in tow. Like there’s a headline scrawled across his forehead in screaming ink—‘Successful Pop Star Falls Off the Grid After Experiencing Personal Tragedy.’

⤷ read Regarding Our Ghosts... here

[yukikorogashi]

hello, it is me, anon. honestly, you are an absolute angel. very kind and caring. i don't think i would have stuck with this blog as long as i have if i hadn't befriended you early on. you're so creative and kind and caring and just an overall good friend. so anyway, this is an anon. you can't see me.

ANONYMOUSLY OR NOT TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY/COMMENT, JUST PUBLISH. // ALWAYS ACCEPTING

[rivenvictors]

He hated this job — not the actual job itself, but the deadlines, and his boss's smug face and the useless gibberish he was assigned. With no boss, and no time frame, and some quality writing — things would be different. Perhaps then, Riven wouldn't consider being a full time witch, which in his case would mean guiding some kind of a sleep session. Surrounded by a bunch of insomniacs, rich enough to spend money on some bullcrap like that. He'd have to use a calming tone of voice. Let's all take a deep breath — he was already gagging at the sound.

Right outside that godforsaken building, Mr. Douche's dog ran past him. He noticed the red splotches over it's solid coat. And the nametag dangling from around his neck.

Riven wouldn't run after him, no. Instead, his fingers fished for the pack of smokes in his pocket, unbothered.

But then Denis, in all his barking glory, was held and returned by a lovely stranger, that had no clue this was actually a hellhound. Cigarette hanging from his mouth, he cursed his entire existence mentally, "No, but you better step aside, before he's bit your hand off."

The office cerberus tugged hard on the leesh, until he was free of her grasp and ran back into the building, "Yeah — go back to guarding the pits of hell, Denis." a shout carried after the dog. He turned to the woman then, a look of concern painting his features, "You okay?"

OPEN STARTER » for cityofruinrp members, capping at 5.

LOCATION » downtown port leiry.

On her days off, Margot enjoyed a morning walk — it was the perfect way to let off some steam and rid herself of any stresses that work brought her way. It was a remedy that came second to being in the presence of her husband, and considering her husband was preoccupied with his job on that particular day, the woman was more than happy to opt for a dose of fresh air.

Strolling down the streets of Port Leiry at a steady pace, she took in the sights and sounds of the town, dark hues taking notice of those closest in her vicinity going about their day, her mind losing itself as she began to absent-mindedly make up backstories for each stranger… all until she felt something crash into her with all its weight, almost knocking her to the ground.

It took her a few seconds to realise the very thing that clashed against her was a large dog, its lead trailing behind as if it’d just escaped its owner’s grasp.

Being a dog owner herself, her biggest concern was reuniting the furry friend with its person. Quickly, she grabbed hold of the leash before looking around for anyone who seemed as though they were missing a dog. “Excuse me…” The woman called out to the person nearest to her. “Does this one belong to you by any chance?”

[amepcrdue]

Today is October 22, the day R.aphael and A.my met, and also A.my’s birthday.  @sparkingpraelia​

[warandpunishment-a]

romance headcanons.

name: Frank Castle.

nickname:  Frankie (he hates it, just saying), The Punisher.

gender: cis man.

romantic orientation: Pansexual.

preferred pet names: None, although he used to enjoy when Maria called him babe and sweetheart.

relationship status: Widower.

favorite canon / fandom ship: Maria is his one true love, he never actually stopped loving her; Kathryn O’Brien, he tried hard not to fall for her, but no success (a curious detail is that Kathryn used to date DC’s Tommy Monaghan, the Hitman); Matt Murdock, he cares so much for him he will risk his life for Matt. He might never tell Matt he actually has a feeling for him; Microchip, the first man he had a sexual relationship, and he genuinely cared for him until Micro decided to sell his services for money, coming from heroin; Other ships I like are: Frank/Elektra, Frank/Fury (though this is a very complicated ship), Frank/Steve Rogers, Frank/Jenny Cesare, and recently Frank/Valery.

favorite crossover ship: Frank/Dinah with @sonicanary​ ♥

opinion on true love: The only true love Frank has is for Maria. He might fall in love again, but never as intensely as he used to love Maria.

opinion on love at first sight: He’s demiromantic. He needs to trust someone before falling in love with them.

how ‘romantic’ are they?: Frank isn’t exactly romantic. Even with Maria, he had a hard time to express his feelings, but sure thing she was one of the few to see more of his romantic side.

ideal physical traits: He doesn’t care about physical traits as soon as he can trust someone.

ideal personality traits: He likes independent people like him, and people with a strong sense of morality. They don’t have to be like him -- a killer -- but they have to follow their own goals strictly, willpower is important for him. For instance, he falls for Murdock because he has a powerful moral code, even though their opinions diverge.

unattractive physical traits: None. As I said before, he doesn’t care about looks.

unattractive personality traits: Stating the obvious, villains and people who are morally wrong in his point of view; no willpower; cowards.

ideal date: Anywhere quiet, where he can forget about his own objectives for once, and focus on his partner.

do they have a type?: Independent and strong people (mentally and physically), with sense of leadership.

average relationship length: Depends on how much he trusts someone. He spent years with Maria, then Micro (until they follow different paths). Usually, it doesn’t take much.

preferred non-sexual intimacy: He rarely allows himself to have these moments, but he truly enjoys cuddles, when his partner touches his hair, when they caress his head, he feels relaxed enough to sleep.

commitment level: He’s very committed when he’s in a relationship, though he tries his best not to be in one since his focus in life is kill his opponents.

opinion of public affection: He doesn’t do it because he doesn’t want any of his enemies targeting his loved ones.

past relationships?: Lauren Buvoli wasn’t actually a girlfriend, but she was Frank’s first love. Maria Castle is his one true love, the one he married and had two children. He used to think Maria and the kids were his way out of his dark thoughts of killing, and it was working until they were killed -- thus the Punisher was born.

tagged by: @malfestcd​ (Thank you so much ♥)​

tagging: @dcvilcomplex​, @sonicanary​, @altarsburning​, @bullseyc​, @afoxhound​, and anyone else who wants to do it :)

[godsnts]

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[fangedfirecracker]

be proud of me. my project i’ve been working on since my birthday is almost finished. all i have left is recording vocals and then i’ll have completed my first full song with my midi controller and my daw.