#turnonthe8-track

[chaoticbynature-archived]

(to younger Cay): you have the ability to have any face in the universe and you choose /that/ one? /anon

“Would you prefer this?”

[momentarynotionsa-blog]

turnonthe8-track replied to your post “aflockofbyrds replied to your post: casual...”

At 6'4@, you ARE the space invader

Correction: those 6′5 and up are full-blooded space invaders

[ghostsandabsinthearchive]

turnonthe8-track replied to your post “Zoe legit has a thing for being attracted to non-humans, apparently. …”

//all depends on what type of ‘eaten’ the non-humans are looking to do….

[chooseslife]

“i’m not drunk.”

three word starters pt. 2

Thin lips part into a humorless smirk as an undignified snort flares out his nostrils.

“Yeah, and I’m not fucked up on skag. Jus’ drink the shite an’ enjoy it, aye?” Renton takes a drag from the cig he’s had balancing precariously between his fingers for the past five minutes and closes his eyes, letting his rush smooth over him like the waves of the ocean.

[ncturebcy]

✪ - favourite food/eating habits

Headcanon meme - send me a symbol and I’ll describe my muse’s…

//christian is a born and raised englishman, so hes really meticulous and polite about the way he eats. always has a napkin on hand, uses cutlery and silverware. he doesn’t chew with his mouth open and he’s always sure to say something nice about the food he’s eating.

//christian isn’t really picky on what he eats either. if anything, he’s the least picky eater in the world. even before he began following the bohemian dogma of ‘truth, beauty, freedom, and love,” the boy would eat anything given to him. though, he really seems to like fruit.

[greghasmovedout-blog]

turnonthe8-track replied to your post “Ultimately, because he only had local channels coming up (and whether...”

((When she bought Back to the Future as a (i think) used copy for $40, it was a bargain and we watched that tape (played perfectly still of course) until we bought the DVDs when they were released when I was like 10.)

OOC TIME! My Great Aunt was doing the same thing back in the 90s up to the early 2000s. If she wasn’t renting, she was recording. She recorded a bunch of Disney movies (+ any other animated movie) for me. And recorded every single movie she personally loved. Like, she had a garage with two bookshelves filled with videotapes. In addition with them also being placed in her bedroom. Of course she switched to DVDs but she never had a huge collection like she did with videotapes.

[icouldhaveyourjob]

@turnonthe8-track

Phyllis frowned as she took one last glance at her very empty, barely-used appointment book, and sighed, before the bright, blonde wig she had been waiting to come her way all night - right by the exit - popped into her peripheral vision.Alright. It’s time. Now or never. Well… Okay, so, technically…since they’re here pretty much all the time, so, I mean, there’ll be other opportunities, but…no. She quickly grabbed the book and slung her bag over her shoulder, stood in her seat, and made a beeline towards the leader of the group, just as she neared her post.

“…You know, you did great out there tonight; they’d have been passed out in a pool of their own vomit at some point during the night anyway.” Phyllis joked about the less-than-stellar reception towards the band’s performance by the few disillusioned patrons strewn sporadically around the small restaurant. She matched their pace, soon casually falling into line and walking alongside them as if she belonged there. Because she definitely did. “But next time - next time will be better. I’ve already started looking into possibilities for the next venue. Just have to…make some calls, take some people up on a favor they owe me, and you’ll have eyes open and actually on you as soon as you get up there, this time.” She smiled.

Sometimes you need to fake it ‘til you make it. But she knew she had an eye for talent, even though, usually, others found her vision a little impaired. Actually making good on her word shouldn’t be that hard…

[chaoticvictors-archive]

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{{I followed you because you followed me, and you told me about Hedwig before. I still think you are the best person to play Hedwig because you know the character so well!}}

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    “I love travelling. You know I love traveling.” 

    If the I  ❤️ NY pillows weren’t indication, then surely it was the bottled sand straight from Myrtle Beach. Hedwig would unfortunately have the luxuries of a first row seat: seeing Hammy try and dunk his whole face into the glass before Sheila lifted him off the table.    “But I could never...probably abandon the place I made into my home. Long-term home, you know? There’s no place like home~” even if home had you feel suspicious and leery at times. “I think everybody needs their permanent space. Eventually.”

[chaoticbynature-archived]

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My Opinion on;

Character in general: I’ve never seen the movie, but Hedwig is a brilliant muse!How they play them: HANZEL IS HEDWIG! Seriously, you are Hedwig, and nothing can make me unsay that.The Mun: Seriously. The best Hedwig, and the most devoted rpers to the character to date. You have been a great friend to me since I arrived on tumblr. You deserve all the love.

Do I:

RP with them: Yes!Want to RP with them: MORE!  

What is my;

Overall Opinion: You are brilliant. Hugs. You deserve Hedwig. I cannot see anybody else play as her. You play her so well. As you should.

[momentarynotionsa-blog]

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[ghostsandabsinthearchive]

‘ list your top three bands or singers. ’

@turnonthe8-track

Interview with a medium

     “Oh damn. You know how to ask the hard-hitting questions. Just three? That’s rough.”

      “Well, first of all, no list of mine is complete without David Bowie. I would hope ghost David Bowie would find me and punch me in the damn face if I ever forgot him. I prefer Diamond Dogs and Scary Monsters, if you’re talking albums, since his sound differs so much from album to album. He got me through a lot as a kid– made me feel okay being different.”

     She has to stop and think about the other musicians, and after a breath, continues. 

     “Amanda Palmer would probably be my second. Can I count both her single stuff, and the Dresden dolls here? I just love her. I swear that she has lived parts of my life and not told me. It’s fucking amazing to listen to someone who seems to understand your mental state, and sings it in such an raw and powerful way.” 

     “And finally, I think I would say William Control for my third. His psychological state is so damn relatable, as well as the ways he deals with that state of mind, all wrapped up in a dark sexy BDSM bow. I can’t get enough of him.” 

[ofhoneydew-blog]

turnonthe8-track replied to your post: Important PSA!

(( I think in terms of nose and lips, they look close enough based on the icon+your blog icon. Maaaybe not “same person”, but believable as mother and daughter and that’s p. close! ))

( i’m glad you think so!! )

[ncturebcy]

What about Ziddler?

Send “What about” and a person and my muse will say their honest feelings/thoughts about them.

Christian paused, frowning a little.

“Zidler and I never really quite got along. He was very.. ah.. controlling of Satine, and she felt as if he were trapping her at the Moulin Rouge instead of letting her fly free.” He smiled sadly. “She likened it to a bird in a cage, actually.”

“He was an enthusiastic man but, overall I didn’t particularly like him.”

[greghasmovedout-blog]

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CHILDHOOD STORIES@turnonthe8-track​

     “We weren’t poor.” He clears his voice. “We just lived like we had been…”      He’s not under false illusions, speaking without little doubts that tell him otherwise in the back of his mind. No, Greg had never seen the money his mother had around the first trailer he grew up in. Only had her word to go by and - yes, that was enough.     “We had a TV at the time that was out-dated. Horribly out-dated. I asked her wouldn’t the smart thing to do would be to sell it and-” his breath catches as he frowns. Greg can recall the odor of smoke, the stunned gaze that quickly transformed into one aloof and dismissive.     ‘Yeah, sell it.’ She says before lips touch the cigarette, and in that moment; he tried not to breathe and inhale anything. In the present, Greg rolls his eyes. Dim and dour he can repeat his mother’s words by heart, “She’ll trade it in when she’s offered a million dollars.” The only thing he didn’t add was her little scoff.     “Ironically, as the ‘man of the house’ whenever we got a fuzzy screen I was the one told to fix it.” A ridiculous job, just how many times did he re-angle and re-align the fragile antenna one way only for Jon to throw something at the wall like a heathen? Or his playmate to run in their living room, causing the snowy screen to resurface.    One day, he purposely sat outside on the front porch. Pretending to enjoy the Arizona sun, pretending to be too invested in his book to hear anyone (whether they be mother, guest, or brother) cry; GREG! GREG! I NEED YOU! IT’S IMPOOOORTANT.

[wickedlittlemuse-blog]

“I’m three feet away from you, why did you text me?” ((to Yitz))

Yitzhak smirked. “Just open it,” he said, trying not to burst into laughter before she’d had a chance to see the photo he’d attached.

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