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@social-disaster

Alice | 25 | She/They | Sideblog @bitchslappeople (I actually post more there) - I like animals. And food. And sleeping. And TV series. And books.

When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! Then send it to the last ten people in your notifications (anonymously). You never know who might benefit from spreading positivity. ♡

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As with all personal questions, I have forgotten any and all information I have about myself :)

Watching the sunset
Naps in the sun
Music
Reading
Playing games

Thank you for asking :))

8 people i'd like to know better

Thanks to @chocosilk for the tag!

Favorite colors: Black and darker colors like wine red and blue

Last song listened to: My Immortal (Synthesis) by Evanescence

Favorite song: Changes like I change socks, the most recent one would be Soldi by Mahmood!

Favorite musician/singer: I'm more of a band person, so Evanescence!

Last movie I watched: Doctor Sleep maybe???

Last tv show I watched: probably Grimm I don't remember lol

Favorite OC: I have too many and no organization whatsoever help me

Sweet, spicy or savory: right now I'm leaning towards sweet but who knows what tomorrow will bring

Pets: Seth the cat he's a bastard sometimes

amirah castlewood —

“suddenly, i’m helpless.”

amirah was young when her sister was appointed her guardian, young when she became the princess of castlewoods. her soul was crushed as she watched her sister marry oryan sparks, the boy that she had loved since the moment she met him. at 15, she became an assassin. at 16, she was given her most important task. kill the girl and marry the boy.

That took a dark turn real fast and i love it

i need more people to follow!!

reblog if —

you’re a writeblr

you write realistic fiction and romance (i’m not picky, i just like these genres the best)

If you have cute characters with dark and twisty stories

also reply to this so i can meet your characters, i love learning about characters!!

Boi do my MCs have dark and twisty stories

200 Follower Celebration

So, I only have 58 followers until I hit 200 followers! I figured I would celebrate with you guys, so here’s what I’m going to do.

- There are so many people who have inspired me to keep writing so I’m gonna mention a few of them… NOW! @social-disaster @novelistcore @writings-of-a-narwhal @infinitebeaxty @caswellwrites a lot of others whom I cannot tag at this moment.

And, when I do hit 200 followers, I’d like to have a list of people who want to be tagged when I upload new drabbles and such, because I know my reach isn’t super wide. So please, let me know in the reblog as well if you’d like to be on this list.

 ALSO, please reblog this post with one of the following words and I shall send you an ask pertaining to these words: OC, WiP, Blog, Style, or Random.

Random!

i can’t wait until one day someone ships my characters as much as @social-disaster and i because we honestly obsess over the little bebs all the time, they are precious. my only issue is they better not try shipping the wrong characters because half the people are siblings and just no. just no man. you will NOT do my babies dirty like that.

NO INCEST IN THIS HOUSE

OC Intro Tag

Name: Kaissa Connell

Love language: Kaissa is very very much a lovable person but she has a thick skin and it’s hard to get to know her but once you do you just love her so much. She definitely has a soft spot for kids and she’s honestly a lil sweetie but she seems bitchy.

Wealth: Middle class.

Occupation: Student in college but she also works at a Pagoda.

Obsession: Tattoos and piercings

Fears: Losing her family

Wants: To connect better with her mother and her step dad.

Theme song: New Rules - Dua Lipa

Sexuality: Straight

Secret: She actually care about her siblings, no really, she does.

Nice!!

Bad Stepmoms & Rooftops - Drabble(Jamie and Jude)

511 Words

It was cold, and there was no denying that. I was too stubborn to go back into my room and grab a jacket, too stubborn to climb back through my window and give up my perch on the rooftop. I laid my head back, and I finally let the tears escape. It was hard, being here without mom, without Cassie. The house held so many memories, so many of the times that we all shared when we were one, big happy family, with a mother who cared more about us than herself and a father who loved our mother like a man should love a woman.

The window behind me slid open, and there stood Jamie. I wiped the tears from my face, smearing mascara along the edge of my yellow shirt and I tried to hold in a sob, but to my dismay I broke down even more.

Jamie hoisted himself through the window and sat down next to me, placing his arms around me and holding me so that my head rested on his shoulder. My mascara stained his white shirt, but he didn’t care, he just held me until I stopped crying.

“Jude, what happened back there, what Rebecca said to you, that was not okay, not in any capacity,” he spoke softly, and continued to stroke my arm.

“Rebecca isn’t her, Rebecca could never be her,” I sobbed louder, choking on a breath.

“It’s hard to lose a parent, it’s hard to lose anyone who cares about you. I might not have lost my mom in the same way you did, but I lost her to drugs, and to me that’s as good as dead,” he let out the word before he could even realize what he was saying.

“I-I didn’t know that, I-I’m sorry Jamie,” I wiped my eyes and looked up at him, hoping the welling of tears would just disappear.

“I shouldn’t have brought it up.” I kept quiet, the sternness in his voice brought me back to laying against his shoulder, for fear that I did something wrong, when suddenly it was happening.

He placed his hand on my neck and he was kissing me, and it was happening so fast, and so amazingly. He held me there for a few minutes, a kiss that I could never want to let go from, and finally we parted for breath.

“Woah,” I spoke.

“Woah is right,” he said before pulling me and kissing me again, this time with more desperation, more want. His lips were perfect, this moment, this moment was perfect. All the pain melted away into this, all of the tension and all of the people inside began to melt away.

He pulled back again and looked at me, rubbing his thumb across my cheek.

“I never want to see you crying again, you hear me? You’re too beautiful for that,” he said before placing a kiss on my forehead. He pulled me back into his arms, and I slowly drifted off on his shoulder, allowing anything surrounding me to drown out.

(written for @social-disaster because we know jamie and jude r so cute, if you want more make sure you reblog and like it up)

I want a boyfriend now more than ever

Pass the happy - Tag game!

I was tagged by @jessica-shouldbewriting to say 5 things that make me happy, and tag 10 other people to do the same!

  1. A long and intense writing/drawing session
  2. Talking to my friends
  3. A good book
  4. My dogs
  5. Sleep (I should have more of that)

(I really don’t know who else cause I don’t follow a lot of people so sorry)

Thanks for tagging me!

I was tagged by @disoriented-writer to say my 5 happy things !!

1. Drawing

2. My sisters

3. My characters

4. My books

5. School

Tagged by @write-gallagher :)

1. A good book series

2. Playing new videogames

3. Music

4. My cat Seth

5. Sudden inspiration to write

I'm tagging uuuuuuh @classytomatoes and @aaaaaaarp bc I'm a lonely bitch

For those who are confused by this tag, i usually post on @bitchslappeople 👍🏼

Looking for a beta reader!

Hi I'm Alice and I'm writing a story, but for the life of me I can't find any beta readers.

It's the first story I considered posting and I'm SCARED SHITLESS of doing so.

Genre is... uh YA? A bit dystopian with a sprinkle if romance? I have no idea of how to describe genre, sorry about that.

If you're interested, dm me and we can talk about it.

Thank you for reading and have a nice day/night!

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“Muslims don’t belong in America” Yeah that’s why Columbus enslaved an arab Moroccan Muslim scholar to literally educate them about map making and basic geology because clearly yall couldn’t do shit

Fuck, this tea is scalding