the dark greys and muted desperation in the train with sound the bugle playing over it from spirit stallion of the cimarron
the playful, wrenching love letter to every beautiful city there has ever been and every person that has ever loved another unconditionally that is without question from the road to el dorado
the soaring, building tumble of that single child singing i will sing to the lord for he has triumphed gloriously until the whole host is avowing it: i will sing, i will sing, i will sing from the prince of egypt
no offence but disney who you can all keep let it go
ALL OF THE TATOOS as weird as that sounds I have plans for some tattoos like one over my self harm scars on my left arm, which is a heart with a heartbeat going through it (like on an AKG) with headphones over it and a chord wrapping from the headphones down my forearm. Or on my self harm scars on my ribs I want to get either “it can’t hurt you if you own it”, “I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone” or “This is the beginning of your meaning” (to be clear I’m not idolizing my wounds in a “oh you self harmed that’s what makes you a person” way I’m looking at it as a beauty, though, because although they’re terrible, each one has a story. I hate to see self harm scars on other people, and I don’t hurt myself to create the scars, i just don’t want to look at them forever and think “fuck i hate those scars on my arms/legs/stomach/ribs” I want to see them as what they are: a lesson. An marker of an experience that makes me what I am now.) or “while you’re doing fine, there’s some people and I who have a really tough time getting through this life so excuse us while we sing to the sky” or something like that. I have a thing for song lyrics, certain ones mean a lot to me.
7: Any piercings that you want?
It’s been delayed a couple of times now but I’m getting my left ear’s cartilage pierced twice. That’s it.
Me and Alex i mean what
9: Favorite Show?
Gravity Falls or Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt
10: Favorite bands?
Panic! at the Disco, Twenty Øne Pilots, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, and literally everyone and everything else i bloody love music but those are the first ones that came to mind!!
11: Something you miss?
Hmmmmm Alex at the second
Uh, not that I can think of?
12: Favorite song?
It changes a lot, I love music too much and a lot of songs mean a lot to me but at the second “screen” by Tøp, or “Stereo hearts” by
14: Zodiac sign?
15: Hair Color?
Blue and White
16: Favorite Quote?
“It can’t hurt you if you own it”
17: Favorite singer?
Alex. She’s not professional, but hades, she’s got a beautiful voice.
18: Favorite color?
Green or blue
19: Loud music or soft?
loud to tune out the rest of the world
20: Where do you go when you’re sad?
the ice rink or my bedroom
21: How long does it take you to shower?
my record time is 2 minutes 14 seconds. it takes me an average of five minutes to shower.
22: How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?
23: Ever been in a physical fight?
24: Turn on?
Alex. Neck kisses.
25: Turn off?
Hmmmmm Being forced into shit.
26: The reason I joined Tumblr?
LITERALLY EVERYTHING but in specifics, my worst fear is surgery (fuck), but some irrational ones are: Crabs (the std) Crabs (the crustaceans) Piders, and pool filters.
28: Last thing that made you cry?
Unknown. I don’t remember.
29: Last time you cried?
Unknown date. long time ago, thank god.
30: Meaning behind your url
Hahaha okay so my friend and I were talking about being sinners (Panic! fans) and killjoys (MCR thing) and we came up with it together and raced to see who changed theirs first
31: Last book you read?
Furiously Happy - Jenny Lawson
32: Last song you listened to?
Run and Go - Twenty Øne Pilots
33: Last show you watched?
34: Last person you talked to?
My big sister
35: The relationship between you and the person you last texted?
36: Favorite food?
Fried chicken, specifically with my dad at four in the morning while it’s snowing and I have been doing tech rehearsal since noon the day before
37: Place you want to visit?
38: Last place you were?
Like away from where I live? Kelowna, B.C., Canada.
39: Do you have a crush?
*glances at Alex*
40: Last time you kissed someone?
Actually mouth to mouth kissed someone, some point in June in my drama class gods, i’m so sorry, Francesca…
41: Last time you were insulted and what was it?
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh OH RIGHT Antonia told me I’d “Never get into MainStage, cause it’s not like you can sing, you can’t act, and I’ve seen you *finger quotes* dance”
wow i *finger quotes* love her
42: What color underwear are you wearing?
43: What color shirt are you wearing?
44: What color bottoms are you wearing?
Green and black and white and purple? Again, they’re joker swim trunks.
45: Wearing any bracelets?
46: Last sport you played?
Sadly, not hockey. Uhhhhhhh baseball i think
47: Last song you sang?
Waving through a window from Dear Evan Hansen. I have to rehearse for a musical theatre demonstration, and am playing Evan Hansen, J.D. (from Heathers) and Micheal (from Be More Chill)
Halloween story for you guys! With adorable gruvia fluff and so much idiocy that only I can manage to write in one piece. Have fun!
FF.net; No.: 27; over 2.2k words and in the end there’s a little nsfw-ish hint… But just a hint! (and a tiny bit of bad language.) Gruvia, a cute witch who wants to steal souls x a random guy who’s engaged with her by the Universe bc of soulmate bond AU.
She’d never thought about the possibility of her soulmate being a human. Like a real, sexy one – with skin white as snow, raven hair tousled on the pillow as he slept without care to the world; and muscles so lean and defined that she started drooling over it, like literally. And the most important – and alas disturbing – thing, he was without magic.
And clothes, by the way.
It was on the very same level of weird as Lucy’s junk food loving vampire boyfriend.
However Juvia still didn’t understand the pull in her body toward him, and the little voice whispering in her ears. The same smooth voice that declared numerous times already, that he undoubtedly was her soulmate, so her soon-to-be-spouse. She honestly didn’t have a single clue how one of her ancestors ended up to that conclusion.
For crying out loud, she just wanted to steal a soul or two for her brand-new love potion! And then, she realized: she was unable to see the soul of this man.
Who was currently sleeping in very naked.
Her life energy sizzled at the thought within her chest, the globe of energy rising and urging her forward, to feel him…, touch him. The witch shuddered at the imaginary feeling of his muscles over her body as the scenarios ran in her head like ants desperate for crumbs.
Her fingers twitched uncomfortably, and before she could have realized it, her hand was already attached to his pectoral, stroking the white skin with languid movements. Juvia’s eyes widened in the size of pumpkins while watching her fingers unconsciously ran along his muscles, twirl and curl on its surface. They trickily followed the sharp lines and the shadows on his skin as she observed her actions carefully.
This kind of attraction was indefinable, and pretty much unstoppable. Now she could understand Lucy’s nervous stammering about that weird blood sucker; how she was all so clumsy and red when even just talking about the walking corpse.
Juvia snorted out of dismay. No way, somebody could charm her that much. Especially not a human.