#ohlazrus

[compatiissante]

icons only + an absolutely perfectly made grilled cheese

Send "Icons only" and something for my muse to react to

[americanedpsychoarchived]

❛  i’ve  been  called  much  worse.  ❜  he  clicks  his  tongue  inside  of  his  mouth  as  he  drinks  his  mineral  water  from  the  bottle.  ❛    perhaps  a  thief  of  life,  ❜  he  says  as  he  turns  to  face  them,  ❛  a  better  description  of  me.  i  give  women  pleasure,  i  give  them  joy,  i  give  them  expensive  gifts  and  presents,  so  a  thief  of  life  is  a  more  adequate  thing  to  say.  ❜

“  you  are  a  thief  of  joy.  “   / @ohlazrus

[hellceo]

“you’re definitely not a twink.” im so sorry — some meme somewhere / @ohlazrus

" NOT, " and he delicately sips his drink, shameless, brushing a miniscule speck off his jacket; his brows raise, and he looks a little smug. " anymore. "

[gunchamber]

When did you first start writing? How far do go with divergencies when it comes to your canon muse? What are rare-pairs that you’re passionate about? What new addition would make your Tumblr experience so much better?

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍 . / * @ohlazrus

when did you first start writing ?  --  i was in middle school when i started filling up notebooks, pages upon pages top to bottom front to back .  there’s dozens still in a box under my bed LMAOO i started writing on the internet later on in my middle school career .  7th or 8th grade on a f.aceb.ook quiz site .  [ ___ ] fanfic .  MHMMMM i think my most popular story got 7.8k hearts not to brag or anything B) KJSHKJHAKJHS it was a wild time!! how far do i take my divergencies for my canon character ?  --  i’d say pretty far out .  but at the same time … not ?? i wanted to keep the integrity of her personality ,  a girlboss bitch who told grown men screw off i’m going to find my dad with or without your help !!  a spitfire of a girl with a huge ass heart .  but since the show barely gave me any content for her ,  the majority of backstory  &  headcanons are ones i created !!  everybody say thank u spn for forgetting about yet another female character what are rare-pairs that you’re passionate about ?  --  i’m taking this question as what rare-pairs from the spn fandom that i’m passionate about lol  BUT !! i’m having such a weird time with this question bc what exactly would be considered “rare” ?  like … that people never talk about ??  or was it just rare in the show in general ?? ANYWAYS  I LOVED SAM  &  ROWENA SO MUCH !! crowley  &  anybody ,  idk what it is about him but i just enjoyed all of his dynamics so much LMAOO castiel  &  meg ,  that was cute as shit . donna  &  jody , platonic besties i wish we had more of them . what new addition would make your tumblr experience so much better ?  --  make the hellsite less glitchy .  stop adding stupid shit .  make a feature where if there’s anon hate ,  you can send it to tumblr staff  &  have the blog revealed .  rats shouldn’t be able to send ugly messages  &  go off with no consequences .

[artifactuals]

@ohlazrus / reply to this meme !

"How do you know when the chances are at about zero percent?" The question falls quietly in a near deadpan tone. even under these circumstances, Clementine manages to impress even herself at her ability to keep her heart rate at a somewhat reasonable pace. She's all but reverted focus from the disco ball that had seemingly posed a brief threat just moments before.

"Did we agree on a safe word? Can we invoke it now? I'm not having fun anymore." I wasn't having fun the moment we stepped in.

[decimatlas]

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. It's time to spread positivity!!!! IDK IF I SENT IT ALREADY FKDFS

I LOVE U SO MUCH. CRIES ON U

[cahrolinehasmoved]

𖤐 ⸻ "GOOD COFFEE . but i usually take mine with a little more awkward silence. "

@ohlazrus liked for a one liner !

[fuckedprophet-arch]

♪ i mean if you wanna for these idiots

NOW WE KNOW DAMN WELL IMMA DO IT

- Say yes to Heaven : Lana Del Rey

- Bad Liar : Selena Gomez

- Take a Picture : Filter

- This Kiss : Faith Hill

- Meet me At our spot : The anxiety and willow

[compatiissante]

Umf but platonically bcs gen isn’t afraid to say their besties are hott

Send me “Umf” If your muse thinks my muse is hot.

". . . i wasn't expecting that, 'cause i don't even consider myself hot, but-- thank." cue the mildly flustered and awkward finger guns because she's an absolute mess.

[americanedpsychoarchived]

❛  so  tell  me  …  ❜  he  thinks  this  is  a  fun,  hilarious  game  as  he  leans  back  on  the  couch  with  a  shrug  of  his  shoulders  as  he  looks  at  @ohlazrus,  ❛  what  do  you  do  ?  are  you  engaged ?  I  can’t  imagine  you  working  in  a  busy  office  as  a  secretary  if  i’m  honest  …  ❜    

[hellceo]

for the mun meme: 16, 17, 19, 13

16 — Favourite trope?

have another one! this is less trope and more au but like... grimdark & horror settings are my absolute favs. i like gritty realism in a lot of things.

17 — Least favourite trope?

i already answered this but uHH have another one: slice of life/coffee shop/college aus. nothing against these on a personal level at all, i just prefer my powered / supernatural / things-gone-to-shit / etc worlds.

19 — Do you listen to music whilst writing? If so, what kind of music?

not generally, usually it's background shows or podcasts ! generally either one of my background show rotations ( house, md; lost; spn; himym; fringe; scrubs; the office ) or one of my fav murder podcasts ( killer queens ; anatomy of a murder ) or one of my various horror pods ( scp archives; old gods of appalachia ).

13 — What’s one random headcanon about your muse that people mightn’t know?

i love this question.

crowley's suits are actually ridiculously expensive, personally tailored, and he takes personal pride in them. this is largely because as a human he was a (mediocre) tailor himself, and had an elevated taste but never any money so he had to fix up all these expensive clothes for people while only being able to afford the cheap and poorly made stuff himself, so you'd better believe now he goes all out.

[gunchamber]

They silently place a handbraided friendship bracelet in Krissy's palm, made out of multicolored thread, along with a tiny joint.

                𝐓𝐖𝐎  𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒  𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐔𝐏  𝐈𝐍  𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐊  𝐂𝐀𝐑      lovingly  called    BETSY    .    music  pleasantly  hummed  in  the  background  from  speakers  that  may  need  to  be  replaced    (    she  couldn’t    BRING    herself  to  ,    oddly    )  .    crackly  static  ushered  on  by  vocals  could  be  declared  a  flavorful  touch  .    her  car  even  sounded  like  an  old  betsy  .    they  were  remaining  sheltered  beneath  a  metal  roof  away  from  the  thick  wall  of  rain  that  surrounded  them  at  all  angles  .    sure  ,    they  wouldn’t  mind  getting  a  little  wet  .    yet  there  was  an  unspoken  agreement  to  stay  seated  .    krissy  basking  in  the  company  of  her  friend  ,    listening  to  nature’s  noise  machine  .    a    SERENE    little  scenario  they  were  living  during  in  real  time  .    the  huntress  didn’t  have  the  urge  to  interrupt  something  so    THEM  .                   when  palm  that  had  previously  been  dangling  off  the  edge  of  center  console  gets  gripped    &    flipped    to  have  it  pointed  towards  the  ancient  upholstery  above  their  heads  ,    curious  gaze  swiftly  roams  over  to  them  .    krissy  makes  no  move  to  question  the  out  of  the  blue  action  ,    but  a  ghost  of  a  lilt  in  corner  of  lips  could  be  seen  if  one  looked  close  enough  .    then  gifts  are  placed  in  the  awaiting  hand  .    fluorescent  bulbs  from  building  across  the  parking  lot  illuminating  items    &    all  at  once  something    UNSPOKEN    is  bonded  between  them  .                 it  was  something  so    THEM    the  chambers  girl  couldn’t  hold  back  a  toothy  grin  as  her  hand  lifted  to  her  face  to  inspect  the  bracelet  closer  .    making  sure  to  observe  handy  craftsmanship  ,    refusing  to  miss  a  single  detail  of  looped  thread    &    pattern  of  genevieve’s  hand  .    ❛    i’ve  never  had  one  of  these  before  ,    ❜    when  words  leave  her  throat    &    hit  her  own  ears  ,    she  instantly  needs  to  clarify  .    ❛    —    no  one’s  ever  made  me  a  friendship  bracelet  .    guess  i  was  never  cool  enough  .    ❜                  a  snort  comes  from  her  next  when  she  recognizes  the    NEXT    thing  ,    picking  it  up  between  two  fingers  .    ❛    how  about  i  make  you  a  deal  .    we  share  this  tonight  ,    IF    you  help  me  put  this  on  .    DEAL  ?    ❜    of  course  krissy  would  have  shared  with  them  anyway  .    then  as  their  arms  reach  over  to  assist  ,    eyes  soften  .    ❛    thank  you  ,  viv  .    i  love  it  ,    &    i’m  never  taking  it  off  .    ❜   

[imunbussanut]

@ohlazrus ❝  honestly,  it was a long time ago.  i don’t really remember the details.  ❞

" I mean we often block out painful memories to cope.." she said simply with a shrug. "You don't have to say anything you don't want to though."

[benbraeden-a]

"do you remember when i said this game was like an energy drink? it's like warm milk now."

"yeah i think this game lost the hype about ten minutes in. i'm gonna fold if someone doesn't win in the next few rounds."

[decimatlas]

❛  we’re gonna survive this, right?  ❜ throwin it at nancy

The stakes are higher than they've ever been – that much has been clear for quite some time now. As they traverse the Upside Down, this other realm, living – breathing around them – it feels... different than before. Each step forward is heavier than the last; they march towards the mind behind it all – the puppeteer. Vecna. It's a feeling of finality. They have to be the ones that survive – they always have been. The fate of everything depends on it now.

Nancy is armed to the teeth; a hand reaches back and ensures her gun is within comfortable grabbing distance – and... she's nervous. Of course she is. The power Vecna seems to possess is daunting, but she believes in the group's abilities. They've saved the world before, and they'll do it again. Nancy believes that. She has to.

But hell, if she isn't scared.

And it seems the others share her same fear. The quiet silence between all of them is palpable. It hangs heavy in the air around them, near-suffocating. Her shoulder bumps with Gen's as the two walk side-by-side, and Nancy glances over. As she does, Gen, albeit quietly, breaks the silence – voices exactly what Nancy had been telling herself – a mantra – but in the form of a question.

They're going to survive... right?

❛ Yeah. ❜ Nancy responds quickly, with a nod. Her eyes lock onto Gen's – gaze sending a message in itself. (I'm scared, too. But we've done this before – and I believe in us.) A beat of silence passes, but her gaze remains unwavering. Earnest. Her lips part again. ❛ We're gonna survive this. ❜