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kindasadkat · 8 days ago
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Ozzy Osbourne 1948 - 2025
Rest in peace, Prince of Darkness.
📸 Photo taken by Ross Halfin
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kindasadkat · 12 days ago
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Chapter I : Mother 
Emerald Townes aged 13
My first day of school, the first adventure since coming back, at least I have my best friend,and neighbor John Booker Routledge. He was my first friend. When I moved back in the summer he was ecstatic as was I . My parents were separated for a while but due to my mother’s ‘declining health’ . She needed my dad to take care of her. In other words, make him work while she sat at home doing nothing. My dad knew Big John through a mutual love of history and growing up on the cut together. When me and John B were all of 5 or 6 years old they would tuck us in at the Chateau and would take turns telling stories about pirates, the island, and of course lost treasure. 
“Emerald, wake up! You better be ready in five minutes or you’re walking to school !” My mother spat with callousness. I in fact have been waiting for her to be ready. I was finishing a painting before school. I had just added the highlights as she yelled, making me jump and smudge some of the white lines. I sighed grabbing my bag catching my reflection, I pause reaching for my doorknob. The golden colored braids had strays sticking out along with a smudge of Chartreuse colored paint across the tip of my nose covering my freckles I knew if I left the house looking like this my mother would have a conniption just as I go to reach for the knob she opens the door and looks at me her expression drops to that of a cold one.
“ Jesus, clean yourself up, I told you to be ready in five minutes.” She tugged at the end of my braid.
“ I can take it from here. I'll take the braids out and I gotta wipe my nose. I'm sorry for taking so long.” I spoke softly knowing it was easier to back down. I headed for the bathroom across the hall taking out my braids running my hands through my hair. She stood in the doorway, arms crossed watching me.
“ Do you have any idea how much you embarrass me every day? Can we please change that today?.” She spat and I ignored taking a washcloth to my nose. I walk past her out of the bathroom grabbing my headphones from my room checking my bag for my Walkman. I walk towards the door yet again pausing at my wall of photos, specifically glancing at the picture on the top left smiling. It was from the first week back on the island at the start of summer in the photo was me, John B, Big John and my dad out on the water on my dad’s boat. They had taken us out on the water to fish and tell us the tales of The Royal Merchant. I caught my first fish that day, an average sized bass. I was holding it up in the photo smiling at John b standing next to me. It was a great day. I had zoned out not hearing my mom shouting. I snapped out of It and headed out to the living room, I heard the sound of pouring and looked around the corner to see my mother doing her morning routine currently on step three: breakfast which consists of Newport’s and Jameson. The other parts of her routine you may ask? Well first she normally yells at me to get up (which I always was way before she was) and makes at least two backhanded comments about my appearance.
“Well are you just gonna stand there watching me or are you gonna-” as she turned to face me glass in hand face turned to that of one disgusted. “Is that seriously what you’re wearing? I look down to my outfit: a pair of distressed  jean shorts in a charcoal gray, a Black Sabbath shirt that I had cut the sleeves off of, a dark green flannel tied at my waist, and my black converse high tops. I had also been wearing my black seashell necklace, my new favorite creation. I adorned it with natural olivine stones and glass beads connected by loops of wire and jump rings. 
“ I don’t see a problem with it mom, I’m just going to school.” I spoke looking up to my mother. She rolled her eyes taking a long drag off her cigarette. She glanced down at her watch. 
“Shit Emerald, you definitely have no time to change.” She glared at me, putting out her cigarette, spraying herself with her perfume and grabbing her glass of Jameson chugging the rest. I sigh as she motioned me towards the door. I walked out the door to be greeted by my moms beat up Nissan that didn’t like to start and of course today was one of those days. The car wanted to turn over but wouldn’t. This made her slam the driver door. My mom sighed, lighting another cigarette.
“ Well it looks like you’re walking.” She spoke slightly chuckling as she walked back up to the house with another slam and click of a lock she was gone. I scoffed. Looking to my left the wind blew up the corner of the tarp covering my father’s car. I pulled it back to how it was and pressing play on my Walkman. I walked down the dirt road about a mile to the tune of Danzig playing through my headphones. Suddenly I heard a car approaching from behind. I moved to the far side of the road. Just as I was looking over my shoulder I heard a familiar voice.
“Em!” He shouted it was my best friend John B. Sitting in the bed of a familiar blue Ford pickup, Heyward’s truck. I smiled, “I predicted that you would have to walk.” He said standing up in the bed that had stopped as soon as they spotted me. “Yeah cause her mom’s a bitch” JJ spoke suddenly sitting up. I rolled my eyes. “Yeah she definitely wasn’t pleasant this morning, that's for sure.” I said with a painful chuckle. Jj was prepared to make another remark but was interrupted by Pope sticking his head out the window. “Emerald my pops said we gotta get moving.” He said John B and JJ both extended their hands to me. “Your chariot awaits you madam.” John B spoke. I giggled and took his hand sitting across from them. “Thank you Heyward.” I said to him through the glass. He didn’t turn back but replied “No problem dear you shouldn’t be walking by yourself all the way to school.” I smiled and looked back at JJ and John B. They were whispering and giggling looking down into JJ’s bag. I raised a brow to them as they looked up, closing the bag .
“What’s so funny you find another one of Luke’s playboys ?” I said this made JJ whisper something to John B. He looked between me and J and nodded. I crawled over carefully sitting next to JJ. He opened the bag and my eyes widened. Spark plugs. My moms spark plugs.
“You didn’t.” I said looking at JJ he had that devious smirk plastered on his face and threw me a wink.I rolled my eyes then laughed before realizing how mad my mom would be if she found out. My face covered with worry John B gave me a nudge. “ don’t worry bug, she won’t find out.” He said with a reassuring smile. I chuckle softly and reply. “Thanks for the reassurance bird.” I nudged him back, he laughed and we both looked at JJ who had another smirk plastered across his face. 
“So Emmy wasn’t wrong I did find another one of my dad’s playboys wanna see? It's from 89.” JJ giggled pulling out the magazine. I rolled my eyes as he and John B boggled over it whispering as they turned the pages. I went back to my music watching the scenery change through my hair blowing in the wind. I stayed zoned out for the rest of the ride.
We pulled up to the front of the school Pope dropping the tailgate to let us out JJ extended his hand to help me down. “Come on short stack.” He spoke flashing a smile I rolled my eyes, taking his hand and hopping down about to say something when he spoke again. “You know if you keep rolling your eyes at me they’re gonna get stuck like that.” This caused me to elbow him in the ribs 
“Shut it Maybank.” I said laughing as he groaned then laughed and he flashed his blue eyes. I instantly looked down. Pope closed the tailgate and we said our thanks and goodbyes to Hayward. John B headed towards a nearby picnic table under a tree. I sat on the end next to John B while Pope pulled out a book across from us and JJ leaned against the tree kicking at rocks on the ground this quickly frustrated Pope. “ Dude, cut it out I’m reading.” He said looking at JJ. 
“Bro we’re not even in class yet and you’re already acting like it.” JJ scoffed quickly, continuing “I don’t even understand why school is so important, it’s not like any of the stuff they teach us will be useful in the future.” He continued. Pope closed his book knowing JJ wasn’t done. “ I mean what’s it worth? It's not like I’m going to college or will do anything important with what I learn.” He said, shaking his head sitting down, putting his head back on the tree and throwing a small stone at the curb. I looked at both John B who had his head down almost in agreement with JJ then to Pope who looked concerned but he remained determined to change JJs mind. “And that’s why I have to work ten times harder than anyone else, I need the grades to be eligible for a scholarship. Because of where WE are from I need a scholarship, my mom and pop’s don’t have the money to get me into an IV so I need to put in the work.” He said looking directly at JJ who was staring right back at him observing his face and body language he knew he wouldn’t back down so he did what he does best. 
“ There’s the Pope I know and love always such a know it all.” JJ said behind that signature smirk. Smartass, his eyes met mine with a wink I giggled.
“ I swear you two argue like an old married couple.” I said, making John B laugh, JJ sat between me and John B. “Oh, like you have any room to talk, you two argue like brother and sister.” He said, throwing his arms around John B and my shoulders. This made us look at each other. John B squinted his eyes in confusion. This made me laugh and turn back to JJ. “We practically are siblings, Jay.” I say elbowing him lightly. I was stuck in his gaze for a while. But was interrupted by a beep looking up as Mrs.Carrera pulled into the lot. I pushed JJ’s arm off my shoulders and stood up. The car came to a stop Kiara came running out of the passenger side door waving to her mom. We all collectively waved with her. She instantly collided with me in a hug. I wrapped my arms around her tightly. The guys joined in a group hug. “Oh my god girl it’s been forever I missed you so much.” Kie said, breaking the hug, smiling. I mirrored her expression and replied “it's been a long year and summer without you I got stuck with these bozos.” I spoke, making her giggle. “The testosterone levels were too high huh?” She said I sighed looking at the boys who were slightly offended judging by their faces. “Oh definitely I was in need of some girl time but I managed.” I said sarcastically. We all laughed and JJ threw his arms over me and John B once again as we all walked into school.
School wasn’t anything special. John B and I only had homeroom together. Pope and Kie were in my 4th ,and JJ and I had 5th and 7th together. Which came in handy in terms of the kids in those classes he got them to stop messing with me. I knew middle school wasn’t gonna be so bad as long as I had my best friends. 
The first day went by so fast. One minute me and John B were making faces at each other across the room in class which led to us being scolded by Ms. Strode and the next we heard the familiar honk of my dad’s S10. Kie and Pope had already been picked up which left Me JJ and John B. 
“ Come on bug hop in.” My dad spoke as I walked over the boys followed 
“You too Bird.” Big John spoke from the passenger seat. John B was climbing into the bed of the truck instantly, reaching his hand out to me. I hesitate looking back at JJ knowing Luke wouldn’t bother to pick him up let alone sober my dad notices my expression. “Alright, Maybank you too.” My dad spoke with a smile. JJ looked surprised and relieved “Thank you sir.” He said taking  John B’s hand stepping into the bed. “No problem kid anytime.” My father smiled again. JJ then helped me get into the bed. I then sat between him and John B. My dad turned on his radio and sped off down the road. We spent the rest of the day out on the boat JJ and John B acting like fools almost falling overboard, My Dad and Big John looking over maps, And I sat on the edge of the boat sketching a chrysanthemum. I laughed when JJ was caught by the collar by Big John almost falling off the small deck.
 “ Alright you rascals calm down now.” He told the boys  JJ nodded and walked towards me. John b trailing behind.
“What’s going on over here?” John B asked to sit next to me.
“ Yeah what are you doing sitting by yourself weirdo?” JJ then said also sitting. I showed  them the flower I had been working on. JJ had to try to one up me by drawing a stick figure next to it. Claiming his drawing was better. Me and John B laughing at him. We sat out on that boat until sunset and went home and repeated these activities till the end of the week it was pure bliss.
This was the life I was with my best friends and my dad. I couldn't ask for more if I only knew I only had this for another two years. 
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kindasadkat · 26 days ago
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call me crazy but the day I first saw jj on tv my whole life changed true story like what do you mean it’s been months and I still thinking about that fictional character like rudy what you put into this character i can’t get over it it’s insaneee
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kindasadkat · 26 days ago
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Raphael Kirchner, Mayflyes, 1904.
Art Nouveau (Modern) style.
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kindasadkat · 1 month ago
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I just got wanted to say that my story House of Gold will start off prior to season one to ensure full creativity in my earlier chapters. After chapter three or four it will me accurate to seasons 1-4 :)
Once I finish the first chunk and starting the next i will be posting them :)
Any questions please ask any questions you want regarding my story!
-Kat
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kindasadkat · 1 month ago
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☆ House Of Gold ☆
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!!!!!coming soon!!!!!
!Warnings! Angst! Emotional\Physical Abuse! Love triangles! JJ being JJ! Sexually suggestive content! MDI
Emerald Ivy Townes, a teenage girl from the cut of Kildare island. She grew up next door to her best friend John B and is a pogue at heart, she is a painter, photographer, and animal lover. Her and JJ have been the typical story of will they won’t they since they were twelve. By the time they were 15  they were always together especially after her dad’s strange disappearance. When she finally pursued JJ her entire life is uprooted when her mother gets engaged to a new man, moving her to figure eight. They continue to see each other much to her mothers dismay, and eventually she starts to uncover the secrets of her father’s disappearance. 
☆Emerald Townes ☆ 
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Bright Blonde hair, Blue/Green eyes, Freckles, and 5’0 
Nicknames : Bug by her dad, John B ,and JJ, Ivy by JJ, the kooks, and her mom, and Blondie by JJ
Relationships : John B, JJ, and Pope 
Aspiring artist,pouge forced to go kook, mommy issues, great taste in music, stoner, total hothead, and most loyal friend on Kildare. 
𖤓JJ Maybank𖤓
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𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓
⚓️🍃🎧🌊🐓
Typical boy from the cut, loves smoking beers and drinking weed. 
“Stupid Things Have Good Outcomes All The Time.”
𖤓John Booker Routledge 𖤓
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🧭🪶🌊🕯️🔔
Emerald’s brother from another mother, the loyalist friend she’s had.
“Once a Pogue, always a Pogue.”
𖤓Sarah Cameron𖤓
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𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓🌻💍🪼🥂🏝️
Sarah Cameron the Kook princess turned Pogue Emerald’s first friend after moving to Figure eight.
“Don’t worry I’ll sugar mama you.”
𖤓Pope Heyward 𖤓
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𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓
🗝📚🗺️🌱🐬
The smartest person Emerald knows,he and his family have always been there for her.
“Love is 5 minutes of pleasure for a lifetime of pain.”
𖤓Kiara Carrera 𖤓
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𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓🐢👙🧿🪸🍉
Emerald’s girl best friend for the longest time braids her hair and cleans up the beach together.
“Life’s too short to wait for a storm to pass,you gotta learn to dance in the rain.”
☆Rhonda (Townes) Thorton ☆
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🚬🌾🦀🥃💰
Emerald’s emotionally unavailable mother isn't there for her daughter unless it’s for her own benefit.
Please bare with me, this is my first story 🫣
-Kat <3
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kindasadkat · 2 months ago
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Blame this guy named tony for this ok😭
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kindasadkat · 2 months ago
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"A Voice from Gaza… A Cry for Help"
Hello, I’m Saja from Gaza 🇵🇸💔 I’m writing to you today during one of the hardest moments of my life… For months, we’ve been living under the fire of war 💣. The bombing never stops, and death follows us everywhere 🕊️. Destruction has become a daily scene in our lives 🏚️.
But war is not our only enemy… Prices have skyrocketed 💸🔥, and everything has become unaffordable. A loaf of bread 🍞, a box of milk 🥛, a bottle of water 🚰… have all become distant dreams. Even the most basic needs are no longer within reach. We survive on so little, trying to hold on despite the pain 😔.
My home is no longer the same 🏠❌, our lives have changed, and safety has vanished. My children no longer know peaceful sleep or full meals 🛏️🍽️. Every day brings a new danger, and every night we pray just to survive one more day 🙏.
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This is a picture of my home after the bombing… Our dreams turned to rubble. 🧱💔
Today, I am asking you for a helping hand 🤝, a message of support 📣, a kind word 💬, or any contribution, no matter how small 💖. Any support — big or small — makes a real difference in our lives 🌟.
If you’re unable to donate, please help by sharing or reblogging this post 🔁. My voice may not reach far, but with your help, it can reach those who can make a difference 🌍✨.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who reads and cares ❤️. Your presence gives hope in a time where we’ve lost almost everything 🌹.
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kindasadkat · 3 months ago
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Pamela Anderson in Chrome Hearts by owner Laurie Lynn Stark (2002)
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kindasadkat · 4 months ago
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kindasadkat · 4 months ago
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Missing them
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kindasadkat · 4 years ago
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Yeahhhhhh
i want a love like Liz and Tristan
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kindasadkat · 4 years ago
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💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙
I'm so pissed off and upset with d***** s**** and his lies but I know it's not gonna do anything so here's some pictures of corey.
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He's proud of the friend group and of you. keep your head up, we'll all be okay together 💙🕊️
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kindasadkat · 5 years ago
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Reblog to make a white gay big mad
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kindasadkat · 6 years ago
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That would be sick
Like/Reblog if you agree Bill Skarsgård should play in American Horror Story
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kindasadkat · 6 years ago
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hi I just need to have a little chat with God because they apparently didn’t think of the consequences that would come from giving one person this much beauty. like. how???? i just need to talk and know why the universe thought it was okay to do this to me??? like I love it and and I’m not complaining but HOW CAN ONE PERSON BE SO DANG BEAUTIFUL???
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kindasadkat · 6 years ago
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OH MY GOD
Okay, so in Rag Doll, it goes ‘Lost in the mental estate, they say I’m okay, oh as they’re dragging me away’
And in FWMH, they drag him away.
What if Rag Doll is the link between FWMH and Nervous Breakdown? And You’ll Be Fine comes after Nervous Breakdown, as they’re running from the Mental Estate that they just escaped from? 
Thoughts, anyone?
@dyinginahotdog @devil-die @latedawnz @killerkurse @palaye-for-days
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