#thicketville

[talentforlying]

@thicketville: meta: did john ever want to go to college? what would he have studied if he did? if not, did he ever want any sort of higher education, like a vocational degree or apprenticeship? — META TOPICS.

i think college was always a very distant concept for him growing up: more 'something that happens to posh people in the big cities' than a potential career path. john's father was a dock worker before losing his arm and most of their relatives did labor-intensive jobs in and around either the coal mines or the docks, so for anyone who actually thought john had a future — which was very few people, if anyone — it was sort of expected that he'd wind up in the same realm of work. they could never hope to afford college, so cheryl wouldn't have brought it up to him as a possibility, because john was a dreamer of a kid and would've gotten himself in trouble with their father if he insisted on pursuing it.

honestly, john's childhood was lived one day at a time, and nobody really thought he was going to survive past the teenage years (least of all john), so he really never considered a future for himself at all, other than "one day i'll get out of here". and even that felt like a pipe dream before he discovered magic. these days, i don't think he spends time considering what might have been anymore, because the past is the past and it eats him alive already without him helping it along, but in a perfect, perfect world, i think he would've loved college, and maybe gone into creative writing.

[kraekns]

@thicketville | teeny tiny baby starter .

BRIGHT , SHINY GAZE FIXATES ON MOTHER , a smile tugging at the corners of wine - stained lips as ambling approach is made to his seat . " mummy dearest, it's been too long . " each syllable uttered drips like molasses from their tongue , honey sweet and drawling with the effects of too - much booze and the little food they'd sustained themselves on to get to grin that evening .

[debtsunpaid]

ROLLIN' THROUGH WITH @thicketville ( for isaac! )

three things that you get to know well when you're always the new guy in town: rules of the road. tip for service, not for smiles. don't piss off the locals after six on a weekday. how to recognize other travelers of the night, walking in off an engine roar and a tire squeal. and hey, frank got into the rough rider shtick for the social climate, right? it wasn't all for adrenaline and the thrill of a race and the freedom of the open road . . . aw, okay, he did it for a couple things. but being social is definitely one of them!

even if, well, sometimes the newcomers don't seem so happy to be new. and aren't doing so good at following the rules of the road themselves. matter of fact, whatever shit they've been talking over by the bar seems to be getting people mighty riled, and well, if it's gonna be a fight, then he might as well know what side to swing for. so he sighs, downs his drink, and goes for recon.

" hey, look, fellas. " he's gentle about dropping his hand on the guy's shoulder; it's a big hand. cher used to say he's got mitts like a bear's paw. " it's been a real quiet night, huh? and i'm keepin' real entertained with all this hullabaloo over here and all, but it'd be a whole lot cooler if we headed out to the lot and you showed me that rip-roarin' engine i was hearing out there, yeah? i'll even pay for a round to go an' all. "

[ursianima]

ㅤㅤㅤ@thicketville LIKED FOR A STARTER

ㅤㅤthe exhaustion that tugged on his bones would usually send Barrett home to sleep for a few days - a STRANGE kind of hibernation, he sees the irony in it.

ㅤㅤit's all he wanted right now ; to sink into his shitty mattress in his shitty apartment until his strength returned & then return to work like nothing happened, pretending he'd simply had a hell of a flu.

ㅤㅤhe didn't want to be sitting in the sheriff's office. naked & wrapped in a scratchy blanket & trying to figure out what he would say to Sheriff Locklear.

ㅤㅤhis empty eyes move up when the door swings open - too tired to jump at the sudden noise & hungry enough to hope Locklear had brought him something, ANYTHING, to eat.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤold instincts die hard.

[namastekringle]

WENDY WEATHERBY: GRINCH. FOR RECEIVER'S REACTION TO SENDER NOT BEING IN THE HOLIDAY SPIRIT.

❛ &. ┊     ❄    it's something he's come to expect from the elf, but that wouldn't keep nick from trying. they've known each other for a long time - every year, wendy was just a little more grumpy than the last, especially after what he had seen out there. but nick wasn't going to give up on him. everyone deserved some christmas cheer. everyone deserved happiness and warmth. ❝ c'mon, wen - it's not so bad around here, ❞ nick pulls their hat down a bit further around their ears before picking up the two cups he had brought over, handing one of the mugs of hot cocoa to wendy. there's a tower of whipped cream and sprinkles on top, but he's confident it won't fall over. grin is given to their friend. ❝ it's okay to celebrate a little bit. promise i won't tell and ruin your reputation as the town grump, ❞ @thicketville.

[spookyagentfmulder]

@thicketville liked for a sentence starter! (for Issac!)

"I don't know about you, but if I hear 'What's New Pussy Cat' one more time, I'm gonna shoot a hole in the jukebox."

[heavenfelled]

@thicketville / eli sent : "my life is a cosmic joke and you're not a real person."

𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄, 𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐒𝐊𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 as he shifts, feet kicked up upon the pew in front, snakeskin on polished wood. long legs cross at the ankles, delicate. ' uhh, yeah. bingo ! you're two for two. ' serpent's gaze follows the priest at the altar, hidden still behind dark lenses, but ... perhaps that mattered little in the face of the other's sight. ' forgive me father, FOR I HAVE SINNED ; blah, blah, blah. ' a beat of silence and a cheshire grin. ' shall i bother with the confession, orrr shall we take that as said? ' his presence alone was demonic enough, without the smoking soles of his shoes.

[devilmass]

WRITER BASICS. meet the author.

ALIAS / NAME. mr. moon / jay

BIRTHDAY. february 29th

ZODIAC. pisces

HEIGHT. 5'6" (add a few inches to my height if u love me)

HOBBIES. writing, artistic endeavors (collages, poetry, wood burning, miniatures, fics), music (concerts, collections), reading, fashion (i make metal/punk battle vests), plant things (cultural herbalism, house plants, picking/drying/making medicine from those herbs), interior design.

FAV. COLOUR. that mossy, dark green with the twinge of yellow in it. the darker, the better but pink gets an honorable mention.

FAV. BOOK. *kubrick stares into the camera* just one? 😒 damn okay. um. a single man by christopher isherwood.

LAST SONG. super trouper - abba. self explanatory. abba is my top artist every year.

LAST MOVIE / SHOW. sex education. twilight. don't judge me.

RECENT READ: on god. okay. um. never let you go. let the right one in. american gods. kitchen confidential. thing's have gotten worse since we last spoke. the black phone. the secret history. all of these are at different points of being re-read but they're all my recent reads. i know, it's chaotic.

INSPIRATION. my family. every plot point, every trauma, story and inspiration is from things that have happened within my family. not all of it is my personal trauma, not even a small percentage is my own experiences, but just what I've seen going on around me throughout my life. rodrick's character came from the grave digger at my aunt's funeral and it just sort of spiraled from there. originally, the character rupert was the main faceless character design for rodrick and the preacher character was the npc. but then i watched midnight mass and i fell in love with hamish.

STORY BEHIND URL. billy talent's "devil in the midnight mass" is my entire inspiration and the horror - esque story within the lyrics mirror rodrick's struggle perfectly.

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tagging: @dxsole @anthrcpophagi @nanlanmo @id1eyouth @richardxoliverxmayhew @thicketville @facepeeled

[paraphysics]

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ.

1. ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴇʀ

you like to do things up close and personal. as personal as you can get. you are an excellent actor, and you do adore putting on a smile knowing your worst enemy, the one you hate the most, doesn't suspect a thing when they tell you their deepest secrets. your only motivation is revenge, and revenge you shall get. perhaps you loved them once, long ago, but any fondness for your target you once felt has long since warped and twisted into perverse obsession, laced with malice and venom and seething hatred. good or evil does not matter to you. all that matters is they get what they deserve.

ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ʙʏ. @crosseddestiny

ᴛᴀɢɢɪɴɢ. @spirit-x-ing, @rcbf4, @talentforlying, @lastsurvivor, @savagecowboy, @thicketville, and you.

[talentforlying]

@thicketville: meta: write me a three page essay on what john would get at subway, and if it would give him food poisoning or not. — META TOPICS

THIS IS SO FUNNY ACTUALLY frankly i don't think he'd go to subway if his life depended on it, he would say that he never trusts thinly sliced meats from a corporate chain. which is bold as hell of him when he has eaten far worse from far more dubious places.

but if he has no other choice, then he's getting a foot-long toasted philly steak sub sandwich, trying to eat it in one sitting, failing miserably, and breaking up the rest to shove into his coat pockets for later. it's given him heartburn before, but not food poisoning (so far), and he experiences a new personal low whenever someone he knows catches him nibbling on a quarter of a cold subway sandwich from his pocket.

[debtsunpaid]

tag drop for FRANK NORTH from hellblazer, former member of the newcastle crew, current road warrior, and all-around chill guy who sometimes pokes around with the occult! his song is 'big bad john' by jimmy dean.

[huntedvideo-a]

@thicketville.

[lcvedriven]

@thicketville​ / one liner call / no longer accepting 

“run that one by me again - you said he was hiding where?” 

[outahell]

❝  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬   𝐚   𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐫             going   spare   if   you   want   it .       i   was   just   gonna   drink   it   otherwise   .   .   .        should   have   called   it   quits   at   four . ❞     

@thicketville​                         ♡      

[tysonugget]

Make your muse into a parfait!

Tagged by: @thewiddlestwampire Tagging to make their own: @churchofinvention, @horsemanic, @thicketville

[rougevictori]

❝  Today  I’m  not  doing  anything  big,  I  need  a  soft  day.  ❞ ( Eli? Eli )

“Good on you, honey. Everyone needs a soft day once in while.” Said while Tori’s sliding him his glass of iced tea, freshly-made. God, if her brother could see her now; drinking cold tea and all. 

“I know it’s a tad nippy still as far as the seasons go, but it’s been nice the last couple of days, so I figured, why not?” When you have the free time and life’s already given you the lemons, why not make iced tea? Tori’s taking a seat beside the priest now, one hand neatly smoothing over her skirt before she takes a sip. 

“So. What does this soft day entail? As far as small things go.”