#imperial:start

[alessiorizzo]

open to all !

alessio was predictable ; they always had been. they were more likely to be found out in public drinking or dancing or enjoying the luxuries of another than to be sat at home, engaged in lessons. that would be the downfall of their house, now, and they knew it. if only their sister could be heiress, if only they could go back to a life without responsibility... 

well, they could pretend.

so there they were, pretending, without a care in the world, lounged out in some garden or another (they couldn’t recall the last time they truly cared about where in the city they were, territory was an illusion in their mind, and if they’d crossed into lombardi territory, if they were in for a spat, well... a fight was still more fun than sitting around and learning about taxes.) their hand was in a bowl of fruit, rummaging around until he picked the ripest of the bunch out, raising it to his lips and taking a bite. when someone approached, they looked up, fruit still in hand. “oh, was this yours?” they asked, a lazy little grin rising to their cheeks. “or are you just here for the pleasantries of my company?”

[portics]

           THE STREETS OF FLORENCE were the same as they had always been. joy and violence laced together so tightly one had to wonder if they were ever separated to begin with, nobles, artists and beggars all going through their day with a facade of carelessness. portia had lived in the city ever since she was a child, and it was easy to notice when some new intrigue was buzzing underneath it. the royal decree could be felt in the streets like the electricity before a storm.

❝ i did hear the news… ❞ she said casually, as if there was any chance someone had missed them. the way gossip brewed in town, they would probably be talking about it in france by the end of the day. ❝ though i’m not sure how we’re supposed to react. this seems like an union forged out of glass and good intentions, and neither are known for being the strongest materials. ❞

[rcbelace]

SENSITIVE INFORMATION @jadedpersuasion

    windswept hair fluttered in the wind as ania navigated herself closer to the train. although the resistance seemed to prefer entrusting tasks to jedi, ania was more than determined to prove that common folk were equally as useful. the task at hand was simple — a defector from the first order had offered valuable information in exchange for security and exoneration. as one of the few available republic assets within the sector, ania was to retrieve and ensure the safe delivery of the individual in question. 

   engaging her vehicle into auto-pilot and leveling herself at cruising altitude with the train, ania would hop onto the roof of a compartment. if her intelligence had been correct, she would have been directly over the storage compartment that was adjacent to where her objective was. without wasting time, ania would cut into the roof and drop into the dimly-lit compartment with every intention to access the situation. at first she doesn’t notice it but as it gets closer, ania begins to feel a slight disturbance in the air around her. some might have called it precognition but ania knew to trust her gut instinct — pivoting around with her hand on the holster. 

❛❛ if we’re going to do this, you might as well show yourself. ❜❜

[shhsacha]

When I die, I wanna be cremated, so my friends can throw my ashes on celebrity. Like can you just imagine someone like Beyonce or Rihanna on the red carpet and an interviewer is asking them what they're wearing, and a group of people run up and throw my ashes on them and scream, "Sacha Medina!" and run away?

[okvincent]

The most annoying fucking thing has got to be when people call me Vinny. Do I look like a middle aged Italian man in the mafia?

[pceatlas-blog]

text @ all contacts

atlas: did u know a man named charles osborne had the hiccups for 69 years?!?!

atlas: if u think u have it bad this man was suffering

atlas: also im sick :( tell me funny jokes to cheer me up

[amirratf]

I was texting this boy and after talking about philosophers for at least five minutes, he asked for my nudes. We live in a crazy world.

[gdifarrah]

In other news, over 600,00 flights continue to take off and safely land this week and thousands of sheltered animals are being adopted. Scientists are also trying to find an efficient way to bring clean water to those in need. I don't know —- I just find that very uplifting.

[tbqhcharlie-blog]

Have you ever had a day where you want to do something, but you’re too lazy to get up and do it? That’s me, like 100% of the time.

[gdiaxel]

If I hear one more person screaming in their sleep tonight, I'm gonna snap.

[cisabo]

I need to find a friend who will let me punch them as hard as I can for scientific purposes just to see how effective it would be if I actually had to hit someone. Would I be Muhammad Ali or a declawed kitten?

[pceatlas-blog]

text @ all contacts

atlas: today is a rare occasion where I wanna get pissed drunk

atlas: but i don't wanna be alone ://

[maxxiemaxx-blog]

❝   Have you ever tried really really hard not to think about something? Isn't it weird that you never can? I mean the moment you decide you don't want to think about it is the moment you can't get your mind off of it...    ❞

[amirratf]

Also, I brought five lighters with me, and now I only have one, so I’d like to know who’s fucking swiping them. 

[maxxiemaxx-blog]

❝ Would you — Um — Happen to have seen a notebook? Black one? It's — Um — Kind of important...  ❞

[tbqhcharlie-blog]

I was walking down the city and a model scout came up to me giving me a offer for a ad… Wrong brother.