#Stacy woodsy

[allthebestnamesweretaken]

Obviously we love the students but I’m not seeing enough love for Woodsy!! She’s literally hilarious and when her and Jojo get together??? Truly a dynamic duo

[unholybinchicken]

[blep9999]

Watching all the popular heartbreak high ships get edits and fanfics while I’m out here shipping Jojo and Woodsy/Stacy

Might have to actually write something of my own

[boneforts]

ok not to be an fc5 j/s broken record...but jacob pulling himself and john out of hope county before the axe could finish falling on joseph and eden's gate. using john's contacts to get them a one way trip to yara, no questions asked. who the fuck cares if they've gotta kiss castillo's ring a little, there's no extradition and it's sure as fuck closer than busting ass to get to kyrat.

pratt either fully bent under jacob's song or still resisting where and when he can, finding himself dragged along so, so very far from montana - with only the brothers seed for company (◡‿◡✿)

[autoraton]

Corn cutie, van boat, cell tower?

corn cutie: if you had to change your name, what would you change it to?

i’ve always really liked the name wren. it’s short, snappy, and unisex. it also has mild woodsy vibes, which is neat.

luna is also a nice name... it just sounds good when you say it, you know? plus it was the name of my first oc, that i made when i was 12 and obsessed with gravity falls and wanted a self-insert with a cool scar to ship with dipper.

van boat: if you could choose one song to be able to perform absolutely perfectly, what song would you pick?

stacy’s mom by fountains of wayne

cell tower: if you had wings, what kind of wings would they be? feathered, reptilian, insect?

dragonfly wings babeyyyyy

Send me asks! It’s totally cool if you don’t, though.

[the-metal-president]

SidAndy Ficlet- Dinner Date

Sid looked really handsome when he cleaned himself up for a night out. Granted, he was always easy on the eyes, but something about the way he looked when he wanted to dress up a bit made Andy swoon. Tonight, Sid had clearly put a great deal of effort into his appearance. His long, wild brown hair was combed into a silky cascade and pulled back into a low ponytail that sat at the nape of his neck. His eyes were lined with the barest hint of black eyeliner and his usual uniform of a tee shirt and ripped jeans had been replaced with a red and black plaid button-up (slightly rumpled from Sid sitting in his Jeep during his one hour trek from Tri-County to Andy’s college) and a pair of dark skinny jeans that hugged his well-developed thighs in all the right places.

Sid waved awkwardly at Andy as he openly looked him up and down. “I’m gonna be here ’till Monday, you have plenty of time to look at me over the weekend,” Sid said, the slight rasp of his voice bringing Andy out of his stupor.

“Sorry,” said Andy, dropping his shoulders, “You just look good. Like, real good.”

“I figured I’d have to take you out for a nice dinner and dress a little less like I crawled out of a mosh pit at some point,” said Sid, stepping closer and pulling Andy into his arms, “you look amazing, too.” Sid smelled like he had put on some woodsy-scented cologne and Andy knew that he wanted to kiss him right then and there, random spectators walking in and out of the dorm be damned.

Their kiss got heated not long after their lips connected. Andy found himself burying his hands into the fine strands of Sid’s hair and pulling them out of his neat ponytail in small chunks. Sid responded by slipping his tongue into Andy’s mouth, and both men moaned into the kiss.

“Jesus, get a room!” some guy shouted, and the two broke their kiss and laughed.

“Looks like we’re already pissing off the population of your dorm! Go us, I guess,” said Sid.

“Well, excuse me for being excited to see my boyfriend who lives an hour away!” said Andy, with mock outrage.

Sid re-adjusted his ponytail and laughed.

The restaurant wasn��t by any means fancy, but it was certainly a bit of a financial stretch for a nineteen-year-old college student and a twenty-three-year-old garbage man. It was a mid-priced Italian chain that Sid considered “pretty good”, which was a big deal considering that he was half Sicilian on his mom’s side. After they were seated by the hostess, their waitress, a young red-haired woman who couldn’t have been any older than Sid, approached their table with a notepad and a smile.

“What can I get you boys to drink?” she asked, her eyes lingering on Sid.

“Just water, thanks,” said Andy, noting that the waitress was still starting at Sid while she took down his drink order.

Sid looked down at the beverage menu like he wanted to get a beer, paused, and said “water for me, too.”

Andy wanted to tell Sid not to get water just for his sake, but he remembered that Sid had said something about alcohol and Geodon not always being a great combination, and decided to leave it.

The waitress, on the other hand, seemed concerned. “Nothing alcoholic? You look like the kind of guy that can hold his liquor,” she said. Her voice had a flirty edge to it.

Sid reaches out and started fidgeting with the peeling laminating film at the corner of his menu. “Just water. Really.”

“Suit yourself, honey,” said the waitress “but I can get you a discount on some of the things on our drink menu of you change your mind.”

“Jesus CHRIST, she’s annoying,” groaned Sid once the waitress had walked away.

“She was flirting with you,” said Andy, his voice coming out colder than he had thought it would.

“Hey, don’t get jealous, Andy. Women don’t do it for me, you know that,” Sid said.

“I’m just surprised that she didn’t realize we’re together. We were holding hands when we walked in! You can’t get more blatant than that,” said Andy.

“Yeah, she’s real oblivious,” said Sid.

The red haired waitress, whose name was “Stacy”, according to her name tag, returned to their table with a metal pitcher of ice water and a basket of warm bread. She filled up both Sid and Andy’s glasses and asked, “what are your guys’ names?”

“I’m Andy,” said Andy, perhaps a bit too quickly.

“Sid,” said Sid, furrowing his brows.

“So what do you do, Sid?” asked Stacy, twirling a copper strand of hair around her index finger.

Just then, a shit-eating grin broke out across Sid’s face. “I’m a garbage man,” he said. Usually, people seemed to almost back up when Sid shared that particular tidbit. They would wrinkle their noses and say ”that’s nice”, and Andy had a feeling that Sid secretly hated it. Stacy, however, was a different story.

”A garbage man, huh. No wonder you're so built, ” she said. Then, she reached out and squeezed Sid’s bicep.

”Hey, hey, woah!” Sid practically shouted. His green eyes grew wide as he freed his arm from Stacy’s grasp.

”Leave my boyfriend alone, ” Andy snapped, and Stacy dropped both hands to her side.

”Holy shit, I'm SO SORRY!” she squeaked,  ”I literally had no idea.” She then turned around and made her way to the hostess stand.

”Damn, Andy, ” whispered Sid, as he reached out to grab a slice of bread.

”She was making you uncomfortable, ” said Andy, softly.

Sid and Andy soon found themselves giving their dinner orders to a new waitress: a very tall woman with box braids named Jasmine.

”Sorry about Stacy, ” she said, after jotting everything down, ”she can be kinda inappropriate.”

”Kinda?” replied Andy.

”Okay, really inappropriate. She's a sweet girl, but she doesn't always, you know, get it.”

”It’s cool, ” said Sid, ”she apologized and stuff.”

Andy and Sid’s dinner date wasn't entirely ruined, it would seem. Jasmine, it turned out, was really cool. She was studying computer science at Andy’s university and had a few classes with Hannah, Sid’s younger sister who was majoring in the exact same thing. She was also into modifying My Little Ponies and had even pulled up a few pictures that she had taken of her work. Sid’s favorite had been a Freddy Krueger themed unicorn that Jasmine had created not too long ago. At the end of the night, Sid and Andy ended up with both a romantic dinner date and a new friend.

”You know, ” said Andy as he and Sid left the restaurant hand-in-hand, ”that was a really nice dinner, in the end.”

Sid let go of Andy’s hand and threw his arm around Andy’s middle, pulling him into the warmth of his body. ”Yeah, it started off pretty weird, but who cares?” he said in reply.

”Hey guys, ” said a voice coming from behind them. Both men looked back to see Stacy jogging to catch up, her cross-body purse bumping against her hip.

”I just wanted to say that I was sorry again, ” she said after she finally caught up.

”Nah, it's cool, ” said Sid ”just don't go around randomly touching people, I guess.”

Stacy took in a shaky breath and wiped what might have been the beginning of a tear out of her eye. ”I know this is no excuse and I was totally inappropriate, but I just broke up with my boyfriend the other day and you look so much like him I just...”

”I’m really sorry,” said Andy, ”breaking up sucks.” Stacy looked so small under the glow of the purple-tinged street lights.

”Tell me about it!” said Stacy, ”my ex is kind of a dick, anyway, but Sid seems pretty nice.”

”I’m kind of a dick too, though,” said Sid. Andy gave him a light nudge in the ribs and a frown.

”Yeah, Sid’s a good guy, ” said Andy, ”and you'll find a good guy soon, too.” Andy then gave Sid a quick peck on the lips and leaned in closer against his side.

”You’re a lucky guy, ” said Stacey, and Andy couldn't agree more.

[rogue-of-broken-time]

Rogue's Fantasy AU~

(Okay. I’m doing it. Heck. :D) 

3/24/2019: So this is gonna be my AU. I haven’t come up with a proper title or name for the setting yet (both of which I’m open to suggestions for!), but the plotline, characters, and story are all things I’ve been working on since I had the idea more than a year ago. (In other words: this is my baby, please be nice to it xD) So far, all I’ve got for you on this post are the egos and Jack, since I’m planning on writing this all out into a full story eventually and don’t wanna give *too* much away ;D but, if you wanna meet my boys, check out below the cut! 

UPDATE- 9/19/2019: This now includes a moodboard for Anti!

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Main Characters:

Jack

Jack is the main character of the story, and from whom the story's perspective is based. He is kind, open-minded, determined, empathetic, and he cares more for others than himself. He is haunted by waking nightmares all his life, and one day, he decides to look for the truth. On his journey, he'll meet various people who will help him on his way and discover what his purpose is for the kingdom.

Marvin

Marvin is the youngest of the egos in this AU, not yet having reached the age of 20 but still having been through a lot of turmoil in his life. He's an apprentice to a powerful sorcerer, having mastered the basics but not giving himself enough credit for his ability. He's shy and awkward at first, but overall he's clever, curious, and brave. He can also shapeshift into a white cat– and because of this, instead of human ears, he has two white cat ears on the top of his head!

Chase

Chase Brody is on the younger side, but old enough to have been through a lot with his family. He married early in his adult life to his wife Stacy, and the two of them have two children, a boy and a girl (the girl being the older of the two). He fell into a habit of drinking and staying out late at night, getting into fights at the local tavern and spending what little money the young family had until Stacy gave him an ultimatum– if he didn't start working to fix himself, she'd leave and take the kids with her. With the help of a friend, he's since become resolved to be a better man, often hunting game in the lawless woodsy area.

Henrik

Henrik von Schneeplestein is a shadow of an apothecary that lives alone in his home. With a shaking backstory as to why he keeps himself secluded and paranoid of human interaction, he works tirelessly to solve a mystery that affects everyone around him, not knowing what kind of force is leading him.

Jackieboy Man

Jackie plays the role of a man who calls himself "Sam". Hailing from a morally-corrupt family, he broke away and set out on his own with a strong moral compass and a blade his family of thieves had stolen long ago. Under his new chosen name, he's gathered a group of what might be considered outlaws who have made a name for themselves among the kingdom as people to be feared– but in actuality, they set things right. They will be the first to help someone recover something that had been wrongfully stolen, they will help smuggle family members across borderlines to bring them back to each other– making it his goal to find his blade's rightful owner, Sam rallies his forces for good.

Jameson

Sir Jameson Jackson is the oldest of the egos in this AU, a gentleman who used to be a guard at the palace and still performs his duties if called upon. Having been the witness of a terrifying event in his childhood, he suddenly lost his ability to speak or make any vocal noise as a result– making him think he was placed under a curse of some kind. Despite this inability, he communicates via written word and the use of hand gestures, and he's a charming, gracious host to his guests (of which there are few and far between, but he makes the most of it anyway).

Antisepticeye

Yes, Antisepticeye plays the role of the villain in this AU! He haunts Jack’s nightmares, calling him by his true name and leading him right where he wants him. The prophesized “greatest evil in all the land”, he uses his power to break the passage of time and to brainwash the unsuspecting people he keeps control over, making puppets out of all of them. He was the original inspiration for the AU in the first place– people calling him a “classic green Disney villain” was what originally sparked my imagination! 

(Let me know if there’s any other characters you want specifics on– I’d be happy to explain them!)

[llazyneiph]

staci & jacob’s home

spent all day sunday decorating this and as soon as I started playing in it, realised it was super not them lmao i tried to use decor related to them, mexican art for staci (personal hc) and the entire bar/dining room area being decorated with jacob’s hunt kills (altho i personally dont like that kind of shit - it’s just very relatable to his character) and his military medals. 

i think i’m gonna move them in a woodsy cabin lmao

[spider-gwenmaxstacy]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN

name: Kaliya (Yay, a name reveal!)

nickname: A good portion of my friends have referred to me as Kitty. (It started in 7th or 8th grade, I believe.)

faceclaim: Oh, gosh. Y’know? I’ve never thought of myself as being worthy of a face claim... I mean, I have my own face, right? However, I guess I’d choose Carey Mulligan ? I think she’s the bee’s knees and I guess I can see it if I squint my eyes and pray for a miracle! Lol : )

pronouns: she/her

height:  5’2.5″

birthday:  September 23

aesthetic: Ooh! Now here’s a fun AND difficult question. The truth of it is, I love too many. However, here are three I enjoy a great deal and the vibes they give off: Ethereal (angelic, fantasy, beauty), Cottagecore (soft, woodsy, friendly), and Vintage (nostalgia, warm, delicate)

last song you listened to: Portland, Maine by Donovan Woods. It's lovely!

getting  to  know  the  account

favorite muse(s) you’ve written: It's like choosing a favorite child!! I've written so many muses over the course of the past 8 years, good god... let me think.

I think Toshiko Sato was my favorite muse to write, but that’s probably due to the nostalgia factor. Tosh was the first muse I ever roleplayed on Tumblr. Unfortunately, most of the Torchwood fandom has left and it’s barely hanging on. So, for nostalgia’s sake and for the good memories I have roleplaying good ol’ Tosh, she is one of my very favorite muses.

As for present day muses I write often, I’d say it’s a tie between Lydia & Gwen. 

Lydia has such an expressive personality! I love getting to play around with her sense of self-righteousness and vanity, while also getting to expose a bit of the softer, insecurities she has. I love the way it feels to write her and I always feel exhilarated after writing a decent Lydia reply. : )

Gwen, however, is just as fun! I love playing around with the fact that she has superpowers and seeing how that can effect even mundane situations. Seeing how her thoughts change based on her trust with another muse. Who she’ll let in on the secret of who she really is. Who she’ll have to struggle to keep secrets with. I love her dynamics with other muses! I love the balance I have between angst and soft-as-fuck threads rn! 

So, um, basically... I just love all of my muses a lot and this was way too hard to narrow down. So! It had to be three. OOP.

what inspired you to take on this muse: I’ve always felt that Gwen Stacy has gotten the short end of the stick. Stan Lee loved her and originally wanted her to end up as Peter’s love interest, but when he was away... they killed her off. Her death is one of the only real permanent deaths I can think of when it comes to Marvel. Everyone else has sort of just come back in one way or another. Anyways! So, comic-wise... she was mostly gone. 

Then, if we move on over to the movies (apart from Spider-Verse, we’ll get there lol), we notice that Gwen Stacy still gets the short end of the stick. In the movies,Gwen Stacy is used only as a plot device. She is either used as a way for Mary Jane to get jealous (by using Gwen as ‘the other woman’) or it’s just a way for them to show the depth of Spider-Man’s character...by (you guessed it) killing her off... again. Yippee...

So, why do I care so much for Gwen? She’s intelligent! She’s passionate! She’s a wonderful character! Hell, I grew up wanting to play her one day. (I also, um, cosplay her in my spare time but uhhhhh anyways!!) So, I thought... Hey! I love to write, couldn’t I just??? Role-play Gwen???? But before I had the chance, she had suddenly made a cameo in Spider-Verse and damn was I nervous. I left the theatre feeling like there was finally a place where Gwen mattered to Marvel in a way that wasn’t superficial and I loved it. I had read a bit of the comic, but seeing as there was also Gwenpool and all of this sudden surge in Gwen Stacy’s importance, I had worried it was just a cash grab, so my hopes weren’t up!

So, um, to put it simply: What inspired me to take on this muse was my immense love for the character and the feeling of heartache I get when I see how absolutely left out her character is.

what are your favourite aspects of your current muse(s): Oh, god, that’s difficult! Probably her passion and her curiosity. She loves people, but is too over-analytical when it comes to her concerns, since she’s worried she’ll put them in danger somehow. In most threads, she’s already lost Peter. Her love for others and feelings of isolation make her a fun muse, but it also makes it a bit lonely to write her at times. So, um, basically everything... I guess?

what’s your biggest inspiration when it comes to writing: The people I write with, writing songs & poetry, and music inspire me most. I also have a little server with @kanima-claws that constantly inspires me to write more and get out of my head. I’m really blessed to have a best friend who can support my passions and reminds me that I’m good enough. : ) 

favourite types of threads: I’m a sucker for the softer stuff, but I also adore angst. What can I say? I’m predictable. I write what I like. ; )

biggest struggle in regards to your current muse: I’m busy! I’m in school, currently, and I also have a few responsibilities IRL! I have a whole music-thing going on right now that I’m working on and I‘m just really trying to balance everything, while also maintaining a decent social life, a good night’s sleep, and good replies. I love writing SO much, but I always worry I’ll disappoint people if I take a little more time to reply to a certain thread. :”) It be like that sometimes.

Tagged by : @ohdeer-malia, my very best friend!

Tagging : Everyone, of course! However, I would especially like to see this done by . . . @stilesstylelinski @badassxqueens @runswithwolvesx @blackcowledbat 

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