#notimeforstories

[random-life-journal]

I've finally accepted my status as a retired bookworm.

[xjoel]

            ” 10 bucks says I can get a bulls-eye before you. "

[laidre-archived]

no-time-for-stories replied to your post

[ do replies like I am, bby - lets beat replies together and have nick and maggie bother each other ]

erstreben replied to your post

sLEEP DESU

i feel as if i have an angel and devil on my shoulders telling me what to do.

[ihyvarchive]

She finally fell asleep. There better be a damn good reason to wake her up.

[shelikedmefirst-blog]

                ' ----do y' ever shut up? '

                man, this guy was a joke.                 the hunter kept his eyes                 on the trail, failing in his                attempt to drown out the                other man's voice.

[feedinglungs]

no-time-for-stories | Bloody Mary frustrated by losing a board game or card game to Nick.

     ❝ —- This is bullshit. ❞

[ As someone who usually wins a round of poker at ease, it was only naturally for her to react as the bad loser, and she would smash the few cards she had left on the table. Not even making eye contact, the guy probably had the smudgiest of smiles on his lips now he could possibly pull off. Instead, Mary turned her head away, shaking it a little in disbelief. ]

[archived-keptusalive]

no-time-for-stories:

Whatever he had done with himself, it surely wasn’t pretty - and Nick was at the edge of his patience. Right away, one of his hands extended out towards Glenn. “A big hunk of glass got into me, I managed to take it out but I /need/ some bandages.”

The wound was deep, a complete mess to look at which had caused the young man to turn away and look elsewhere. These kinds of things still made him feel sick to his stomach; the sight of blood, despite living in circumstance were it was always present. He gave a short nod as he removed his orange hiker backpack, spending about a minute or two in finding needed supplies to address the man's wound.

    ❝ I got-- a bandage, a handkerchief and---        a few bottles of peroxide. Here... ❞

He quickly uncapped a bottle of peroxide to pour over the wound without warning. Shortly after reaching into the right pocket of his jeans to take a thin piece of cloth that he always carried. He used this to clean off the grime and blood-- careful not to irritate the cut any further. While foam came to surface, the peroxide bottle was capped and the bandage pack opened, so he could wrap it around Nick's hand. Half-way through he came to a halt, briefly looking up at the man.

   ❝ It didn't come with a clip.       Have anything else to hold in place? ❞

[ihyvarchive]

no-time-for-stories said: [STARES AT.]

[ EYEBROW WAGGLE INTENSIFIES. ]

[unafraidvfliving-blog]

no-time-for-stories replied to your photo: 

weEPS LUOUDLY IN TO MY COFFEE MUG W O W I HAVE NO WORDS IM SO SPEECHLESS

[/ pets your presh face; pls dont drop your coffee on yourself. heaves. i fiNALLY FINISHED. no but really you're great and i adore you friend. ♥♥♥♥