#ofimaginarybeings ; five

[tothedevilsshowclosed]

the kid who insisted he wasn’t a kid sat on the bench explaining to him that he had time traveled here. yes, he’s seen a lot of things. there were so many things that he had seen. but time travel? did the russians do it or something? it had to be the russians. but this kid - this guy was talking with an american as apple pie accent. not a russian. or maybe he’s a spy. or - he couldn’t get his head around it. not just the time travel. but this guy was claiming to be older than his dad. and that just didn’t seem to fit. he talked too fast and he said a lot of words like he was something important. but that didn’t mean - well, he had met a kid with powers. why not this? but it just seemed crazy. he thinks that dustin would get a real kick out of this. but the guy - he said his name was five. five? out of all the names? was that how they were naming their kids in the future? 

“tell me something that happens in the future and i might believe you.” he says, leaning on the table as he examines five. the kid that’s an old man, looking for a brief case that steve’s never seen in his life. he had gotten him an ice cream and he hadn’t wanted it. he had wanted something hard to drink. so he had cracked in something from his old man’s cabinet. this guy was pretty crazy, wasn’t he? maybe he was a kid from one of those hospitals. but how had he gotten here? maybe this was all tied in together though. it had to be. one weird thing happening in hawkins couldn’t be isolated. it all had to be connected. “i’m still not --” he hesitates. “i can’t buy that you’re an old man. where are your parents? do they know that you’re pulling this scam? huh?” - @ofimaginarybeings​

[hayleylabonairmarshall]

closed starter for @ofimaginarybeings

"You want to explain why our toddler keeps dropping the 'f' bomb every five seconds?"

[luckhissoul]

“i remember you, you know...” he hadn’t said anything the first time that he had come to get his car looked at. but he was here to pick it up and he figured why not? although matias had been hard to miss then. he was going by another name now, acting like the past didn’t catch up to you. he had the air of someone running from something. hasty, he did everything so bloody hasty. and he didn’t look at him straight, not in the way that he had remembered at least. he was running. when he was a kid he had heard the stories. a mole, someone ratting out to the police. he had heard rumors and matias had just disappeared. snap of the fingers and he was gone. mat had been about 12 when that had happened. but he remembered matias before that. 

he must’ve been 8 or something when he had first talked to him. and back then he had thought that matias was king. bloody idiot was what he was. but he had been cool, a little at least. not getting annoyed when mat trailed after him, buying him a scoop or handing him a five, one to not tell his mom about. matias had given him his first advice about girls and had told him where to hide his pack of cigarettes from his da’s suspicious eyes. he had been cool and then he had been gone. mat had struggled through his teen years, and his parents had worried about him. the shock and relief on their face when he had said he wanted to be a cop. most people didn’t expect any bloody good from him. he remembered being 12 years old, one of the last times he had seen matias. the pat to his face, telling him that this life wasn’t all there was out there. and he had listened. mostly because that life was starting to look a little boring, wasn’t it? 

now he stops him on a break. pulling out a cigarette to light for himself and offering, too. “why not a discount for old times sake, huh? or are you getting me back for all that bloody ice cream?” 

@ofimaginarybeings​

[onlyiwillremainx]

the place is cold. he feels it in the chill along his skin, along her skin. the windows are shut and locked, the world outside has faded to a dim drumming. he can hear her about the place, as if she’s looking for something. until finally she stops and he stops his movements. the two of them standing there in the middle of this large space looking at each other. upon arrival she had studied the place for a good five minutes. and he had busied himself. as if the two of them were merely strangers living in the same space. she hasn’t been here before. maybe she’s trying to sort through the kind of man he is. she’ll find it in the small details, all expensive appliances, the half askew cap on some of the bottles in his bathroom, a faint scent of something expensive on the air, a candle burned down to charred wick, a crack in the corner of the coffee table baring some glossy covered books he’s read, you’ll see the wear on them if you opened them. what did she see? 

he knew what he saw when he looked at her staring at him. in her black dress, a shadow in his shadows. she’s not priced like every cold piece in here. she’s alive. but held down, strapped to the narrow track her husband runs on. pictures and smiles, a bigger high rise, and the world at her feet. only she’s hungry, doesn’t she look hungry? with her starved eyes and the part of her lips half opened on words that they haven’t spoken to each other. he can recall the taste of her lipstick, her hair in his face, her over eager attention starved touches. that’s the stereotypical go around of these things. but there’s something else, ambition, anger, a need. one that he knows he can’t sate without getting blood on both their hands. tonight it’ll become something real, a plan, laid foundation. and then what? what ambitions could they concoct together? what world could they build? but they have hours to kill before they go. 

“let me get you a drink.” 

@ofimaginarybeings​

[thedevilwearspierce]

🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓 (compliment five random people!)

.I love this! I wasn’t quite sure whether you meant for me to pick the people but I’m going completely random and complimenting the first 5 mutuals on my dash <3 (no cheating I promise)

ready ya selves for the simping lads 

first up: @pahriahs

you blow me away with the sheer number of well developed, well-portrayed muses you have (you also have impeccable taste in muses). your writing style is almost like poetry to me, I love the way you describe things and your icons have such gorgeous colouring (I couldn't see in your rules if they’re yours or not but regardless they’re stunning.) 

next up @ofimaginarybeings

a lot of your muses are from fandoms I am not apart of or don’t watch/read and yet that’s never an issue when I see your threads on my dash. Your writing is just so brilliant that I thoroughly enjoy whatever it is you have written regardless of not knowing the source content. You were a more recent blog find and I’m very glad I did! 

next is @anditsxsorrows

your portrayal of Klaus is second to none, I can’t help but read your dialogue in his voice. Like it’s baffling how it is exactly the kind of thing Klaus would say without actually directly quoting from the show, it blows my mind. You were one of the first blogs I followed when entering TVD RPC and I don’t think I would ever see myself unfollowing.

second to last @tofeelthecold

First of all, I just wanted to say how happy I was that you posted a starter call so my anxious ass could interact with you without having to drive up the courage to message you. You are one of my favourite writers on the site, I’ve followed you for ages and just stared in awe from afar. You have such a range of muses and how you manage to keep on top of it all is beyond me, I certainly couldn’t do it (all those tags, I’d lose my mind) and you portray them all flawlessly. Unbelievably excited to finally get the chance to write with you <3

and last but certainly not least @enduringlystoic

Another follow forever. Undeniably one of the best Elijah portrayals on the site and you also seem like such a lovely and fun mun! I think reading your writing has improved my vocabulary tenfold xD. Charming is the way I’d describe your writing and it’s always a joy to read whenever it appears on the dash

send me a strawb for me to compliment u <333

[astormofagirl]

she’s standing in front of him, not entirely sure what to say. It’s been nearly five months since the last time she saw him and Felicity can’t quite help the way she throws her arms around him.  “ I got your message and I thought I was losing my mind, which is actually why it took me forever to get here. I didn’t trust my own ears and - ” she pauses sucking in a sharp breath and letting it fall from her lips.  “I’m rambling...How are you here? What’s going on and why are we here? You didn’t come back to the cabin.”

@ofimaginarybeings​ gets things

[fullcfterrors]

&. 8 PEOPLE I’D LIKE TO GET TO KNOW BETTER.

ONE / ( ALIAS / NAME )

sharna !!! 

TWO / ( BIRTHDAY )

28th october ( yes i typed it the english way ) 

THREE / ( ZODIAC SIGN )

i’m a scorpio so don’t upset me bitch 

FOUR / ( HEIGHT )

5'4 ???? 5′5

FIVE / ( HOBBIES )

writing obvs !!! duh ummm i like watching tv esp about serial killers

SIX / ( FAVORITE COLOR )

grey and pink 

SEVEN / ( FAVORITE BOOKS )

it’s only lately i’ve got back into reading for asoiaf but my all time fav book was goodnight mr tom ... omg the sadness had 6 year old me crying 

EIGHT / ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO )

omg wow i feel embarassed to even answer this bUT before the storm by miley cyrus and nick jonas. i just built a childhood playlist and hannah montana was my jam back in 2007 okay 

NINE / ( LAST FILM OR SHOW WATCH )

the last show i watched was love island .... whoops 

TEN / ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE  )

my muse definitely resides mostly in dany and has done since the end of season eight. whilst i started writing margaery, i think i just wanna do daenerys justice after everything that happened to her !!! i listen to a lot of music and just think about character develop

ELEVEN / ( STORY BEHIND URL )

i like to base my url’s on quotes !! my last url was win-cr-die and i think fullcfterrors just looks more tidy and pleasing so there u go ??? it was between this and queenkilled / aqueensjustice because of what happened to dany, cersei and margaery which just looked a lil too basic for me 

tagged by: @scndor​ ( thank u macy my angel ) 

tagging: @fifthbornforrester @mxnofhonour @goldcnhand @northrnking @thcbcar @ofimaginarybeings @gachcuid @warriorcrowned​

[witcherbloodedmoved]

ofimaginarybeings replied to your post “I finally got a truck in death stranding and five seconds later i...”

~ WHERE DID YOU GET A TRUCK?

at some point i was given the schematics to build it!!

[zcldrizes-a]

YOUR CHARACTER IN 5 QUOTES.

TELL US YOUR FAVOURITE QUOTES FROM YOUR CHARACTER. GIVE US AN IDEA OF WHO THEY ARE BY LISTING FIVE THINGS THEY’VE SAID. 

If I look back, I am lost.

Why do the gods make kings and queens, if not to protect the ones who can't protect themselves?

Mother of dragons, Daenerys thought. Mother of monsters. What have I unleashed upon the world? A queen I am, but my throne is made of burned bones, and it rests on quicksand. Without dragons, how could she hope to hold Meereen, much less win back Westeros? I am the blood of the dragon, she thought. If they are monsters, so am I.

All Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.

I am the blood of the dragon. I must be strong. I must have fire in my eyes when I face them, not tears.

tagged by : @perhiistoria ( thank you! )

tagging : @killthebxy , @arcusignis , @tymptir , @wolfqueennamedstark , @beasteaten , @lcgendaris , @kingwholost , @clippedwingsx , @naathborn , @rebxrnbyfire , @deltiitnu , @sapphireoath , @ofimaginarybeings , @longmayshereignxcersei , @estoires , @boltxnbastard , @scldsouls , @satincrow , @exilekniight , @talltalkr, anyone who wants to do this!

[vxmpirexbxrbie]

💗 - wichita (rick)

Send 💗 for a repetitive lip peck kiss

@ofimaginarybeings

It had been eight days. Eight long fearful days that left her feeling exhausted. Rick had said he would be gone three days– five days at most. She knew Rick had to leave. A messenger had been sent, saying Carl needed him. Of course, Rick needed to make his way to where he was. But she didn’t trust Shane, Lori, or the community they had supposedly built together. It could have all been a trap for him and she would never know. Wichita couldn’t keep herself from all the terrible things that could be happening to him right now. Did he even make to Carl?

Daryl, Glenn, and Maggie had all visited her to see that she was okay. None of them could reassure her that everything was going to be fine– not when Rick hadn’t been heard from in so long. On night four, Daryl had started staying with her, distracting her and letting Dog stay in her room with her to help her sleep at night.

Wichita had noticed Daryl staring at her when he thought she wasn’t looking. He was her best friend. Of course he would know something was off. She wanted to tell him, but how could she? Once she said it out loud to anyone, there she would be– alone, pregnant, with a missing boyfriend, in the middle of the apocalypse. She didn’t know where Rick was and he didn’t know that she was pregnant.

Daryl was asleep in the extra room, while Dog was asleep at the foot of her bed as she stared up at the ceiling. If Rick wasn’t back soon, then she’d tell Daryl the truth. But she had to give Rick more time. Wichita rolled to the side, huffing loudly when she heard the door creak open. “I’m tired Daryl, I don’t want to talk right now.”

Wichita was startled when Dog jerked awake and began growling. She sat up quickly, reaching for her weapon. She stopped, when she saw who was standing there in the dark shadows of her bedroom doorway.

“You wound me, sweetheart,” Rick murmured, holding his hands over his heart. “Didn’t y’miss me at all?”

Tears flooded over as she scrambled out of bed, reaching him. Wichita wound herself around him as he lifted her into his arms. “Oh Rick,” She gasped, kissing and touching his face. Dog barked at them, as she continued to pepper his cheeks, jaw, and chin with kisses. She ignored the small stings across her lips as she continued to kiss his now stubbled covered skin. Wichita ran her fingers through his hair, guiding him closer to her.

“Wich– Wichita– slow down.” Rick mumbled, trying to kiss her back, but also talk to her. She was out of breath when she finally pulled away from him. “Are you okay? Is Carl okay?”

“Yes,” He breathed, laughing softly. “We’re all fine.” Rick frowned, looking down as Dog continued to bark at them. “Is everything all right here?”

Wichita stilled as Rick set her down on the floor carefully. She couldn’t tell him yet, not when she wasn’t sure everything was okay. “You were gone for so much longer than I thought. I didn’t know if something was wrong.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” He murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. “They’re struggling over there and they needed my help.”

“Your help?” Wichita exclaimed sharply, as she bent down to quiet Dog. There was a quick knock at the door. Daryl stood there, tense with his hand behind his back. His shoulders relaxed when he realized it was Rick. Carefully, he placed his weapon by the door as he nodded at Rick. “Y’all right?”

Rick clapped Daryl on the shoulder. “Great now, although I’m worried I’ve been gone so long your dog has forgotten me.”

“Nah, Wichita’s his favorite.” Daryl motioned for Dog to quiet and come to his side. “She spoils him.” Daryl tugged Dog out of the room. “I’ll leave y’to it.”

Once Daryl and Dog were gone, Rick turned to her and kissed her, sweeping her up and melting away the mountain of of worry and grief that had been consuming her over the last few days. He took his time, slowing them down from her frenzied touches from earlier. Carefully, he picked her up and carried her to the bed. She had so many questions and she wanted to pull away and tell him her news, but as soon as her head hit the pillow Wichita knew she couldn’t. Now that she knew he was safe, everything else could wait.

[tothedevilsshowclosed]

it’s a saturday night and he’s made the same excuses to his friends that he’s been making for the past month or so. they’re always wondering why he’s always tied up now. his parents, he says, trying some botched attempt at being a family. they laugh it off. and he wonders if he’d be here in this car with this girl if his parents were really trying at that every saturday? what would that feel like? but his parents aren’t ever going to try. and he’s sitting in his car with this girl. someone he shouldn’t like. she’s not the wrong kind of girl, not really. she doesn’t start trouble or get into it. she’s just a girl. nondescript, a word.  someone his friends might make a comment about when she passes. but forget her the rest of the day. she must have the super power of making herself invisible. she’s not one of the nerds. she’s not one of the weirdos. she’s just a girl, with good grades and an oversized sweater, never talking to anyone. and he’s not sure her tutoring him had turned into this. but it had. they had gotten to talking. his hand had touched to hers. she had smiled and he had thought her smile was terribly pretty. she had kissed him or he had kissed hers. and now they met here instead of at her place to study. 

she hated her place. he hated his. they didn’t really talk much on it. she told him that he needed to stop acting like such a jerk. he’d laugh with his arm around her. it felt good. simple really. easier than without the eyes of his friends on him. he likes her. when he shouldn’t. she’s in chess club. he’s sure that he’s snickered about something she did a few times. she sits at table that he’s never touched. and most people forget her name. she doesn’t want to be seen. so why had she let him see her? let him. like it was a privilege. for the moment he thinks it might be. she looks at him in a way that he’s not sure he’s ever been looked at. like he’s more than whatever they say at school, whatever his dad says. wow, had he invited her to his own internal pity party? he’s being stupid. the car’s been off for a few minutes, they’re secluded but he’d like to do something else. “i’ve managed to drag you out of the house for five weekends in a row. can i try my luck and try to drag you out of town?” - @ofimaginarybeings​

[heavenslcst-archive]

MEET THE MUSE (repost, don’t reblog)

tagged by:  @ofimaginarybeings

tagging: @lessereviltm, @lehadlik ( fenrir ), @cupcakemonwrites ( cerberus ), @prcphesiied, and anyone else who wants in! I’m trying to tag new people!

► Name ➔ kara bjorndottir hemming ► Are you single ➔ “it’s complicated” ► Are you happy ➔  "I’m content more often than not”. ► Are you angry? ➔ "Trust me if I was angry you’d know”. ► Are your parents still married ➔ “They never were.”

NINE FACTS

► Birth Place ➔  "It was a small village in Denmark, today you may know it as Copenhagen”. ► Hair Color ➔ “blonde”.  ► Eye Color ➔ "Green”. ► Birthday ➔ "My Step-Mother never recorded it out of spite. I chose April 1st, it’s as good as any other day  I suppose”. ► Mood ➔ "Distant”. ► Gender ➔ “female” ► Summer or winter ➔ "Summer”. ► Morning or afternoon ➔ "Morning”.

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

► Are you in love ➔ "Yes”. ► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔ “No”. ► Who ended your last relationship ➔ "Who said it’s ended?”. ► Have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ “Yup”. ► Are you afraid of commitments ➔ "Not but apparently my type is men who are” ► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ “Yes” ► Have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ "Yes”. ► Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ “ . . .Yes”

SIX CHOICES

► Love or lust ➔ “Love” ► Lemonade or iced tea ➔ "Lemonade”. ► Cats or Dogs ➔ "Cats” ► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ “A few best friends.” ► Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ "Wild Night Out” ► Day or night ➔ “Night”.

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

► Been caught sneaking out ➔ "Yes”. ► Fallen down/up the stairs ➔ “No”. ► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ "Yes”. ► Wanted to disappear ➔ "Always”

FIVE PREFERENCES

► Smile or eyes ➔ "Smile”. ► Fat or skinny ➔ "No preference” ► Shorter or Taller ➔" Taller”. ► Intelligence or Attraction ➔ “intelligence” ► Hook-up or Relationship ➔ "Relationship”

FAMILY

► Do you and your family get along  ➔ "My biological family is Dead, my Step-Mother cursed me, I ate my first husband and my second one is estranged so what do you think?”. ► Would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ "I’ve accepted it for what it is, good and bad” ► Have you ever ran away from home ➔ "Yes” ► Have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ "Kind of?”.

FRIENDS

► Do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ "No”. ► Do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ "No”. ► Who is your best friend ➔ @nolongerthenoblestag. ► Who knows everything about you ➔ Raven ( @starrdustsouls )

[storiesofwildfire]

ITEM DROP CHALLENGE

if your character was an npc, what items would they drop when they flee combat/are killed?

repost, don’t reblog !

tagged by: @ofcharredbones tagging: @heimfrost @dominionovershadows @nottobecrossed  @ofimaginarybeings @askbluerosegardener @inadxquacy @heraclesstvalentine and whoever else would like to do this! :D

3-5 common items    ( would drop every time )

01.  decorative daggers.   //   a pair of finely crafted daggers with embellished hilts. Precious emeralds, runes, and etchings of beasts like wolves and serpents decorate the hilt and even up into the blade. Do not be fooled, however, the blades are as sharp and deadly as they are beautiful. weapon.

02.  journal entries.   //   for centuries, a single journal has been carried with an infinite amount of pages inside. Anything from research notes, to spells, to diary entries and doodles exist within these pages. They are the ramblings and insights of wisdom to an ancient being gifted in culture and magic. Pay attention, you may learn something important... collectible item. 1 of 18 discovered.

03.  pieces of armor.   //   armor plates in a tarnished golden color lay across the ground. Each is etched with a different image, not unlike the ones from the daggers. You can use them as protection, of course, but as you equip them, you feel an odd sensation filter through you. attire.

04.  echoes of magic.   //   as you travel, you come across strange echoes of someone once there but not longer seen. It always starts as an emerald-tinted haze and as you approach, it expands into something more. Sometimes you see images of a life that is not yours. Other times, you may see a trinket appear from nothing or a dead rodent return to life. What could it be? Will it lead somewhere? key item & collectible item. 1 of 10 discovered. 

1-2 rare item(s)    ( maybe a 5-7% drop chance )

01.  charm necklace.   //   a simple-yet-elegant cord with individually carved beads looped onto them. Five beads make up the necklace. An image of a wolf. An image of a serpent. An image of an eight-legged stallion. An image of a half dead girl. An image of a nightmare with a friendly face. As you pick it up, you feel a strange calming sensation wash over you. key item & attire +100 magic

02.   throwing knives.   //   a set of four throwing knives, each perfectly balanced for the hand as well as gliding through the air at intense speeds. As you pick them up, you feel a tingling sensation run through your fingers. You test the weapons even though you’ve likely never thrown a knife in your life. You always seem to hit your mark... special weapon. +200 damage.

[soldativre]

FIVE  SENSES  AESTHETIC. bold  what  applies  to  your  muse.

SIGHT. small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews. lights that take the place of stars.  blanket nests.light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family.  finding a single star in the middle of new york city.  window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it.  growing numb to the sight of injustice.  wilted flowers. faded caricatures. bright, bold colors.

HEARING. crickets and lightning bugs.  car engines and a / c units.  a phone call to mom / dad.  laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys.  noise cancelling headphones.  the sound of silence.  muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens.  listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower.  ringing in the ears.  the voice of someone you love.  pitch shifted songs.

TOUCH. being held close during a long night.  fleeting reassurances.  holding hands when you’re scared. brushing fingers through strands of hair.  freshly dried clothes.bruises on your knuckles.  silk and satin.  your favorite pet’s fur or feather.  wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies.  comforters in the dead of winter. nails against skin.  cold metal.  leather in summer.

TASTE. coffee in the morning. tea in the evening.  bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat.  homemade cooking, no matter what’s made.  blood in your mouth. stale air.  mint. fresh vegetables. that processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good.  foreign sweets.fast food.  bittersweet.  sour. spicy.  sweet. bitter. too much salt on fries.

SMELL. morning glories and honeysuckles.  freshly cut grass.  hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish.  acetone.  hospital rooms.  smoke.  hair spray.  your favorite shampoo / conditioner. the scent of home. perfume.  cologne. mint.  something burning.  wet dogs.copper.  metal. unemptied ash trays.  something familiar yet different.

TAGGED  BY.  Ages ago by @ofimaginarybeings TAGGING. Whoever wants to do this bc it’s been forever, so.. 

[inprometheanfire-archive]

FIVE  SENSES  AESTHETIC. bold  what  applies  to  your  muse.

SIGHT. small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews. lights that take the place of stars.  blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family.  finding a single star in the middle of new york city.  window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it.  growing numb to the sight of injustice.  wilted flowers. faded caricatures. bright, bold colors.

HEARING. crickets and lightning bugs.  car engines and a / c units.  a phone call to mom / dad.  laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys.  noise cancelling headphones.  the sound of silence.  muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens.  listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower.  ringing in the ears.  the voice of someone you love.  pitch shifted songs.

TOUCH. being held close during a long night.  fleeting reassurances.  holding hands when you’re scared. brushing fingers through strands of hair.  freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles.  silk and satin.  your favorite pet’s fur or feather.  wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies.  comforters in the dead of winter. nails against skin.  cold metal.  leather in summer.

TASTE. coffee in the morning. tea in the evening.  bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat.  homemade cooking, no matter what’s made.  blood in your mouth. stale air.  mint. fresh vegetables. that processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good.  foreign sweets. fast food.  bittersweet.  sour. spicy.  sweet. bitter. too much salt on fries.

SMELL. morning glories and honeysuckles.  freshly cut grass.  hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish.  acetone.  hospital rooms.  smoke.  hair spray.  your favorite shampoo / conditioner. the scent of home. perfume.  cologne. mint.  something burning.  wet dogs. copper.  metal. unemptied ash trays.  something familiar yet different.

TAGGED  BY.  @ofimaginarybeings

[astormofagirl]

MEET THE MUSE (REPOST, DON’T REBLOG)

TAGGED BY:  @ofimaginarybeings

TAGGING: @amongthcwreck @everflaming @achingrust @ordinaryxgentleman

► Name ➔ felicity ► Are you single ➔ no ► Are you happy ➔  most days. ► Are you angry? ➔ lately more often than no. ► Are your parents still married ➔ no

NINE FACTS

► Birth Place ➔  vegas. ► Hair Color ➔ blonde.  ► Eye Color ➔ Blue. ► Birthday ➔July 24, 1989 ► Mood ➔ quiet. ► Gender ➔ female ► Summer or winter ➔ summer ► Morning or afternoon ➔ Afternoon.

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

► Are you in love ➔ Yes. ► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔ No. ► Who ended your last relationship ➔ ...my husband accidentally killed him. ► Have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ yes ► Are you afraid of commitments ➔ not really ► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ Yes. ► Have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ don’t think so ► Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ all the time

SIX CHOICES

► Love or lust ➔ love. ► Lemonade or iced tea ➔ iced tea ► Cats or Dogs ➔ Dogs ► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ A few best friends. ► Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ just a night in ► Day or night ➔ Night.

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

► Been caught sneaking out ➔ I don’t get caught. ► Fallen down/up the stairs ➔ yes. ► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ yes. ► Wanted to disappear ➔ unfortunately yes

FIVE PREFERENCES

► Smile or eyes ➔ Smile. ► Fat or skinny ➔ either ► Shorter or Taller ➔ taller. ► Intelligence or Attraction ➔ intelligence► Hook-up or Relationship ➔ relationship.

FAMILY

► Do you and your family get along  ➔ most of the time ► Would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ messed up is a bit harsh. ► Have you ever ran away from home ➔ Yes. ► Have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ No.

FRIENDS

► Do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ No. ► Do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔  sure. ► Who is your best friend ➔ good question ► Who knows everything about you ➔ probably no one