☢ ╼  WALKSWASTES. A Tri-muse Fallout Rp Blog Ft. Lucy Maclean, Courier Six, And Lee Moldaver. As

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i'm home! omg moulin rouge was great. i was barely sick all day. gonna try to get to stuff once my tylenol kicks in. cause there was a lot of noise on the bus ride home. rip.

lets plot and make beautiful character interactions and have fun!

i hope your day was amazing and your night is restful!

DOLLHOUSE // 1.13 “Epitaph One”

getting dragged to the gym super late is not my jive. but i am going. my ankle hurts like a bitch tho, so idk how long i'll last. be back soon.

i just wanted to say thank you sm for everyone's warm welcomes to my return and this blog. i am truly blessed.

“I turned around to see where I was but where I’d come from was gone.”

— Mark Z. Danielewski, from House of Leaves

another blog idea that no one asked for but i'm thinking about?

heather from blair witch project. i'm gonna cook on a fc claim. but am taking recs.

valentine's day application

Name: Age: Do you like to cuddle?: Can we make-out?: A night in or dinner out?: Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: What makes you a good Valentine?: Would you cook for me?: Would you let me cook for you?:

୨୧╼ It had been quite some time since Violet had been in school. Before the great fire that irrevocably changed her life, she enjoyed school. One of her most cherished memories was winning a school science competition, and her parents taking her out for root beer floats to celebrate. Then there was the absolutely dreaded Prufrock Prep where she suffered a variety of abuses and inhuman treatment but not only Count Olaf but Vice Principal Nero.

        While Violet had met an assorted cast of terrible fiends, there were people who treated her kindly even at her lowest. Charlie was one of those who had shown kindness to the Baudelaires. Something that she would never forget. Even now with so many years passed, she recognized him. His eyes were still gentle as they always had been.

         Violet bit her bottom lip, a bit nervous. If she were a normal woman who lived a normal life, she would have had no reservations in approaching him. However, nothing had been normal for her for a long time. Even now there were those who held a vendetta against her. The worst part was some of it was warranted. Survival did not come without a cost. To reveal whom, she was to anyone was not an easy task.

        Perhaps Violet was being foolish – but in the end she decided to take the chance. She made her way towards Charlie. “Hello, I do not mean to interrupt. But you look awfully familiar. I believe we went to school together.”

@divinetenebris ( charlie ) ୨୧ starter call. 

😭 my mom came home early. so ur girl is being dragged to the gym. if i feel well, i'll be on tonight. <3 cross your fingers for me!