#marley 001

[courtneyxblake]

Who: @marleyxmadden and Courtney

Where: Marley's place

When: October 2024

When Courtney had moved to Kismet, she had only known a few people. Her brother in law and her cousin, and of course her husband. Other than that she knew no one. But quickly she had met Marley who has since become one of Courtney's closest friends in town and in life. Armed with some wine and some ice cream, Courtney knocked on Marley's door for a girls night in. "I come bearing gifts," she said and held up the bags in her hands as Marley opened the door.

[enriquemarrero]

Ricky bit his lip and playfully pouted towards her while shaking his head. "Hm, okay fine. But then no fortune for you." He was only teasing as he would never rob a bank or did he even have the guys to try to steal a pack of gum. He smiled at her, glad to have her as a friend in his life. "That's good, I'd say we're pretty solid by now and I think we know each other pretty well if I do say so myself." He sat up a bit straighter on his barstool and nodded at her, proud of where their friendship was. Shifting back to a more comfortable position he turned to her. "Oh that's great. We'll, great for you to be helping them. Not so great that there's more kids having trouble. But I know they're lucky to have you in their corner." @marleyxmadden

She laughed a little. "Not sure I'd be doing that one with you, but I at least will keep your secret." Marley told him and took a sip of her wine. "Don't think you have to hope." Ricky knew her pretty well and she considered him one of her best friends. There were a few things she had never told him, but knew if she did, she could trust him. "That's great." She smiled. "I'm good. Focusing all my energy on Next Gen this summer and helping out the kids there. I've had an increase of kids needing to be seen so it's been an adjustment to my schedule." @enriquemarrero

[manybcdthings]

the bunker

marley carter and maren jones @ofwrxth

"How many more laps, Maren!?" Marley shouted from behind her, watching her dumb pony tail swing side to side as she leapt in circles like a gazelle. His voice was desperate, angry and jagged from his clomping jog that was no faster than a snail. "We have to move all of this shit," he gestured to the center of the large communal space, the center of which was now filled with all the shelving and supplies for this little...cardio thing Maren insisted on. "-back to where it belongs! That's cardio too." but at least during this, Maren let him choose the music. Lesley Gore's beautiful voice accompanying him on the laps around the space. "I bet you're glad we didn't go with something tacky like disco music."

[texecutioner]

@fevrals, max: ❝ you can’t carry me through this. ❞

stunted youth, cursed childhoods, bruised knees and hearts > this was nothing new for the mayfield girls. grief had lived in their bones since the day they moved to indiana. [the abandonment of a father, the absence of a mother, the torture from a stepfamily.] only now, a death resided in their midst and darkness enveloped hawkins once again. darkness it couldn't escape no matter how hard it tried. palm trees replaced with oak trees, sunny skies replaced with grey clouds, and smiles replaced with screams. hawkins would be their grave.

eldest daughter syndrome — the weight of sisterhood and motherhood resting on her shoulders, the world threatening to crumble down upon them. ❝ look, i get it. shit has been really messed up lately, and i don't know how to make it better. if i could, you know i would in a heartbeat. ❞ it's the closest thing to a plead she can muster, nausea rising her stomach as marley swallows her pride. [they'd had always been emotionally unavailable at the worst of times— the joys of sisterhood.]

❝ please talk to me. please don't shut me out... that's the worst fucking punishment you can give me. ❞

[everestmckay]

where: mckay home with: @marley-mckay​

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                            “You know, I was looking at yoga mats and there’s some that aren’t expensive.” Everest suggested, knowing his husband was careful where he spent his money. However, he wanted to support new endeavors that Marl did with friends, because those didn’t come often to the grumpier McKay. It shouldn’t have made sense how they worked, but it just happened. Years now Everest would encourage Marl to fly and Marl would help ground Ev. It was perfect, in their own weird way. “I’m just thinking about your knees and back, you’re gonna need ‘em to keep that bunker going.” he laughed before waving a finger. “Actually, how about we take a look and see who’s clearing out? Pre-loved is just as good, better for the environment instead of it going straight to a landfill, right?”

[ofwrxth]

+ MARLEY / OUTSIDE MAYOR'S RESIDENCE

Mara took another bite of her burger, wiping greasy fingers on a napkin before picking up her pair of binoculars. She peered through them at the sight of movement in the mayor's home. "You see that?" She asked her uncle beside her, zooming in to get a better look. "Shit. Just their maid." Mara puffed out her cheeks, exhaling. "Maybe you're right about Tuesdays after all." They'd planned to meet yesterday but she'd ended up needing to help at work and couldn't get off in time for their usual stakeout routine. "We probably would've caught him and his twin easily." That's what they were there for. To uncover the mayor's secret twin.

She took a sip of her Sprite, nose wrinkling at the bubbles. "Spicy," she wheezed and jostled her leg impatiently, picking up her binoculars once more. "Maybe the maid knows something, hmm? Like she could be keeping his secrets, right?" From their obscured view, the maid was still the only person she could see but if they moved the car any closer, they might get accused of loitering and the last thing they needed was for the sherif to interrupt their stakeout. Last time she checked (she hadn't actually), it wasn't illegal to stakeout someone's house. They weren't trespassing technically speaking. @manybcdthings

[wilddwcrds]

BATTERY PARK + EVELYN

she must be losing it, right? allie swears she's seen the same bird twice. not just twice but doing the same thing twice. fluttering it's wings on a branch before flying away. only to be right back on the branch again, wings fluttering. shit, maybe she's hung out with marley too much that he's started to make sense. once you see it, al. the matrix. you can't not see it. her eyes snap to her hands, half expecting them to be transparent or glitching with code.

but something weirder happens. she hears her mother. "holy shit." allie spins around, and clear as day evelyn vaisman stands there. no rhyme or reason for either of them to be at this park. in fact, now she thinks about it...allie doesn't even remember what made her want to be here. she doesn't need to be. "mom? weren't you literally gonna do a facemask and told us to leave you alone for an hour?" allie points in the vague direction of their home. "wait a second..." she laughs now, waving her hand to the bird, that's still there fluttering it's wings. "you're following me? and this is some kinda lesson in case i'm up to something?" it's the most reasonable explanation and allie scoffs. "which i'm not." at this precise moment. @waterfallswords

[wmu-cedes]

From Marley: Everyone is so extravagant, I feel underdressed.”

"Girl, you are in a floor length gown and look like a literal goddess, don't come at me with that! You're stunning! Now, be your confident sexy self and go have a good time."

[chronicxwanderlust]

open to: dominic murphy (@gcldenhcurs)

based on: you’re just a boy (and i'm kinda the man) - maisie peters

ask meme: x

"Don't you know that you're losing this?" A different story was being told with her hand on his face, a physical tether between them, thumb tracing the sculpted curve of his cheekbone. "Is that what you want?"

[willowswriting]

"Eh where's the fun in that?" He questioned, smirk on his lips. "Besides if I ask for your number than I risk the possibility of you rejecting me... at least this way you can't refuse to see me and my ego remains unharmed." He knew it was unlikely that she wouldn't give him her number... hell no one had ever denied him their number before if he bothered to ask. Louis chuckled at Marley's comment about the ladder. He knew that she could see through his lies but she never pushed for answers. It was one of the reasons that he had been attracted to the women right from the start. That and she was a pretty face to look at while he was being stitched up... definitely beat his buddy Jason and a sowing needle that was for damn sure. Pain had stopped effecting Louis years ago so the stitches would be a breeze for him. When she leaned in and got to work on the gash in his chest his eyes watched her carefully "What does your boyfriend think of you getting so up and personal with masochists on a daily basis?" He questioned. He knew full well that he wasn't her typical cliental but he wasn't going to allow that knowledge to prevent him from shooting his shot.

The scoff that left Marley's lips was laced with humor but when her eyes swept over his face and torso there was a twitch of doubt on her features. "Quite the masochistic tactic there... you could just ask for my number," Marley replied, glancing away from him as she flexed her hands in the gloves then rolled over to the cupboards where she collected the items she'd need to tend to his various injuries. She didn't exactly believe his little story, but she wasn't going to give him too much shit about it. "Oh man, you should make sure this ladder doesn't have any sharp edges, it could be really dangerous," she added, setting the items she'd gathered on a small metal tray before wheeling it and herself back over to where Louis sat. "-- I'm gonna have to stitch that bad boy up and possibly the eyebrow too but since you're into pain and my pretty face I'm sure you won't mind."

[manybcdthings]

st mary's chuch

marley callahan and arthur callahan @hxckedvxid

Marley didn't believe in life after death. No pearly gates, no angelic choir ushering souls to paradise. The closest he got to anything spiritual was a conspiracy about Earth being a prison planet, souls harvested for celestial being's power and the light at the end of the tunnel a forced reincarnation into another prison sentence. He'd sat through enough stiff backed sermons as a kid, zoning out on those wooden pews while his mother tried to instill some sense of faith in them. It never stuck. But still, every once in a while, he found himself at the church, leaving a few flowers on her grave like it meant something.

Today was one of those days, except it wasn't just him. He and Arthur hit the cemetery gates at the same time, both clutching lilies and white roses like they fucking planned it. They hadn't. Neither of them spoke. Just a blink and then the slow trudge up the gravel path to Margaret Callahan's final resting place. They stood there, silent. Not a word passed between the brothers.

But, Marley was the first to break, coughing into his fist before shifting his weight, hands disappearing into his jacket pockets. His gaze slid to Arthur, expression unreadable. "Well, this is fucking weird." he muttered. "No one god damn comes to a grave in pairs and just fucking stands there. Say something." he nodded at the flowers, then at his brother. "You say something. I come here every fourth Tuesday every other month. Since when the fuck did you start doing that?"

[loveharlow]

SEVEN : SEASON ONE (Moodboard + Playlist)

TRACK 001 - Praise Jah In The Moonlight by YG Marley

TRACK 002 - Maps by Maroon 5

"I'm following the map that leads to you."

TRACK 003 - Rolling In The Deep by Adele

"Don't underestimate the things that I will do." "The scars of your love they leave me breathless." "There's a fire starting in my heart, reachin' a fever pitch and it's bringin' me out the dark." "You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow."

TRACK 004 - Look After You by The Fray

"I'll look after you." "What's mine is yours to leave or take, what's mine is yours to make your own."

TRACK 005 - All The Stars by Kendrick Lamar ft. SZA

"Love, let's about love. Is it anything and everything you hoped for? Or do the feeling haunt you?" "This may be the night that my dreams might let me know all the stars are closer." "I did it all 'cause it feel good, I wouldn't do it at all if it feel bad, better live your life, we're runnin' out of time."

TRACK 006 - All For Us by Labrinth ft. Zendaya

"I'm taking it all for us." "I'm doing it all for love." "Do it for my homegrown (sisters, brothers)" "Guilty or innocent?"

TRACK 007 - Family Line by Conan Gray

"I watch the fathers with their little girls and wonder what I did to deserve this; how could you hurt a little kid? I can't forget, I can't forgive you." "All of my pain and all your excuses, I was a kid but I wasn't clueless, someone who loves you wouldn't do this." "Might share a face and share a last name but we are not the same."

TRACK 008 - Dynasty by MIIA

"Some days it's hard to see if I was a fool or you a thief" "Made it through a maze to find my one in a million." "Thought we built a dynasty that heaven couldn't shake, thought we built a dynasty like nothing ever made, thought we built a dynasty forever couldn't break up." "The scar I can't reverse and the more it heals, the worse it hurts." "It all fell down."

[ofwrxth]

TEXT @ MARLEY mara: susan matthews said she saw the hitchhiker last night mara: never know with her. i think she's just trying to get on the pod again [ she'd been a guest two years ago before trying to pitch her new mlm instead of talking about the fish listening in the lake like she'd said she would ] @manybcdthings

[hummeltaylor]

For many reasons, Taylor was still sulking about this whole new life at sea thing—and probably would be for a long time. Because she was sulking, she hadn't spent much time outside of her cabin, although the realization that this was it, this little cabin with its one room and little window was basically her life forever now, had her creeped out enough to eventually venture out, if only to save her sanity.

Coffee seemed like a good place to start.

Ordering a medium latte while interacting as minimally as possible with anybody including the barista, she stood off to the side to wait for her drink, and frowned down at her new ship-issued phone. She didn't realize the voice was addressing her at first, but looked up with a quirked brow. "What?" She took a second to pull herself from her own head. "Oh, yeah, insane's one word for it." Taylor nodded, slipping the phone into her back pocket. "Horrifying's another..." She frowned. "Sorry. Yeah, a floating city. I guess that's right."

The ship was so much bigger than Marley had anticipated, but she was determined to take the first day to explore. She wasn't on the performance schedule until the following day, so that meant she could roam pretty freely without worrying about being back for any sort of deadline. Thankfully, the ship's coffee shop seemed to be open, and Marley immediately hopped on the line. She was determined to make a good start on the boat, so after a nice exchange with the barista, she turned to the person standing beside her as they waited for their drinks. "This ship is pretty insane, isn't it?" She asked, shaking her head as she watched the chai latte being poured. "It's like a whole floating city."

[teufelme]

little character things.

just a fun little character game. fill in the below categories with 3-5 things that your character can be identified by. repost and tag away!

tagged by. taken from my old blog. tagging.  catch me tagging everyone (+ @leadersguilt all your blogs)

EMOTIONS / FEELINGS:

001.        guilty.

002.        cowardly.

003.        withdrawn.

004.        devoted.

005.        detached.

006.        indifferent.

GREETINGS:

001.        as a warrior cadet: greetings remain simple as not to bring to much attention, a raised hand, softly waving in greeting/goodbye (as seen in chapter 95 as bertolt waves goodbye to the people of marley as they begin their mission to paradis).

002.        as a soldier: a timid / maybe even slight fear at the prospect of having to interact with others / a desire to remain in the background unless necessary. with close friends he will extend his arms to welcome, showing trust / a willingness to be open.

003.        as a warrior/survival aus: it is rare he will be dramatic with greetings. greetings are often dismissive, such a simple nod of the head or an acknowledging glance. he will remain firm with words and disposition.

004.        as the colossus titan: kicking down walls just kidding, not really a greeting but his sudden appearance ‘echoes the sound of humanity’s defeat’.

COLOURS:

001.        black.

002.        red.

003.        green.

004.        beige.

005.        dark blue.

SCENTS:

001.        vanilla.

002.        neroli.

003.        white tea.

004.        sandalwood.

005.        jasmine.

CLOTHING:

001.         as a child: casual attire complete with yellow arm band to identify his status as an eldian living in marley.

002.         as a soldier: typical uniform of a member of the 104th training corps with a dark grey v-neck shirt. after enlisting in the scout regiment, his uniform adorns their insignia.

003.         casual attire: his casual attire remains simple / bordering on untidy, as though he’s not too fussed on appearance. casual attire within the military consists of a dark green long-sleeved tunic over a light green shirt, alongside tan trousers. he occasionally dons a dark blue v-neck sweater over a white, high-collared unbuttoned/untucked shirt alongside tan trousers. 

004.         also: simple t-shirts, black trousers.

OBJECTS:

001.         soldier handbook: issued to him in the 104th cadet corps. 

002.        vertical manoeuvring equipment: to combat the titans. bertolt was noted to be one of the best at using vertical manoeuvring equipment in the 104th.

003.        arm band: yellow at first to identify status as a warrior cadet. once bertolt inherited the colossus titan he was issued a red arm band, as he was an honorary marleyan and warrior.

004.        lone chess pieces: souvenirs from an old chess set owned in marley, reflecting bertolt’s love for chess / pawn, king, queen.

005.        history books/old scripture: issued to bertolt by his father, informing him on marleyan legend, namely concerning helos and the great titan war.

VICES / BAD HABITS: (i have included phobias / disorders / complexes)

001.         sleep patterns: bertolt sleeps in strange positions. the 104th made a game out of bertl’s amusing contortions, using them to predict the weather. these positions actually have a deeper significance, for poses can take up the form of gruesome sights he has witnessed; e.g. positions of the corpses of those he has inadvertently slain. his vivid nightmares induce said positions and bertolt is sometimes quite difficult to wake from his slumber. being woken suddenly leaves him confused and disorientated.

002.         god complex/apotheosis: nearing the end of his life, bertolt has no regard for the conventions and demands of society, remaining calm and not feeling sorry or bad when he tells his former friends that he will kill them and all humans inside the walls just because he had decided to do so. he decided who was to live and who was to die in a situation where not everybody would be saved. he disregards any consideration he has towards his friends’  respective situations while experiencing this delusion. although he seems confident, it is more or less a coping mechanism for his low self - esteem and guilt, and having no other choice but to take initiative for himself.

003.         hyperhidrosis: bertolt is noted by his comrades to always be sweating ‘nervously’, places affected are his facial area, nape and sometimes his hands and chest area. this parallels the colossus titan's heat and steam generation, and is exacerbated by anxiety.

004.           ptsd: bertolt relives traumatic events through nightmares (an example being the hanged man dream), flashbacks and recollection. he experiences feelings of isolation, irritability (namely where reiner’s mental health is concerned) and, above all, guilt.

005.           self-doubt: bertolt didn’t believe himself to have a strong sense of purpose, his greatest weakness as a soldier. bertolt admits to being a coward and somebody with a weak will, following the opinion of others and going with the flow. this was a sort of act that he came to rely on, to absolve himself of any guilt.

BODY LANGUAGE:

001.        as a cadet: repetitive slouching when sitting and standing, reflecting his anxious nature / keeping to himself / facing inward. movements may be stiff in anxiousness, though there is a calmness to them.

002.        on the topic of turning inwardly: a spine bent in shame, head looking down as to shield / cover himself and his eyes.

003.        as a warrior/survivor verse: fitting his new persona, bertolt will stand tall, a stance to suit a new-found intimidation; not always looking down on others but he does not let them look down on him. movements calm as opposed to jittery and anxious, slow, more fitting to the movements of the colossus titan.

004.        the colossus titan: slow movements / a mocking slowness as it terrorises.

005.        fighting stance: aware of his strength / graduating 3rd out of 200+ soldiers, taking initiative and using his power: quick, agile, athletic. he rushes his opponents, leaving them little time to react, while also remaining on the defence and retreating when he knows it would be wise.

AESTHETICS:

001.        a noose/rope around the neck: hanged man / punishment.

002.        a cut throat: silenced / a murderer.

003.        spine sticking out ‘neath flesh: prominent bones (namely collarbones and the suprasternal notch).

004.        a crown of thorns: a fallen king, bringing evil upon the world / repentance.

005.        devastation: ruin / ravaged buildings and towns.

006.        hands stained with blood.

[songbirdrose]

🤘 aesthetic 001 → marley rose + words