" Your wounds will bloom oneday "
©️Jean Michel Bohler
" Your wounds will bloom oneday "
©️Jean Michel Bohler
Música alta da TV intercelando-me os ouvidos com animosidade. Felicidade atroz, prende, busca, bagunça e embrulha como um peixinho preso pelo gancho do anzol. Aí de mim, se todos os dias fossem assim. Quando a música abaixar o silêncio tomará a minha casa e eu ficarei aqui, desejando que aquela troca de barulhos volte e com tão pouca sorte me faça dançar entre os dós, os rés e os fás menor. São barulhos da casa, minha casa, minha e incontrolavelmente minha. Minha sacada da sala bagunçada. Minhas luzes dos carros á noite nas avenidas da cidade engarrafada. A ligação da música vai além dessa banalidade, é tudo questão de conectividade, uma diversidade de Às e sentimentos envolvidos. As linhas das notas serão a minha calmaria perante aquele desespero das crises de ansiedade e com felicidade inundando minhas orbes verei s cores de maneira tão clara que o branco parecerá vivo e o preto mostrará um sorriso. São os barulhos da casa através da estação de rádio. São os barulhos a qual chamo de companhia...
Dom, 13 de June, 2021
“Some men aren't looking for anything logical, like money. They can't be bought, bullied, reasoned, or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn.”
𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐘𝐂. WorldBurn is an original character crime & roleplay group set in New York, exploring the corrupt underworld of the city. — Click the source link or on this blog’s icon to be redirected to our page!
ACCEPTING ON A ROLLING BASIS!
* ONE YEAR LATER & OLYMPUS HAS RETURNED TO IT’S ROOTS.
While there had been a cloud of mundane normalcy that settled over town, it never lasts long. It begins with a bullet to the back of the head – One that kills the wife of a Primordial MC member, though it’s clear death was meant to find a man in a cut. It doesn’t take long for paranoia to settle in, residents of the small town turning on one another in an attempt to look for answers – It only escalates the tension, turning this small town into a breeding ground for chaos and violence once again. It shocks no one, as the ER begins to fill with victims and accusations fly. Every high is met with an even lower low, ones that destroy the MC’s clubhouse and drive a divide between club members and members of the Crooked Bastards Gang. An air of distrust blinds anyone from finding solid answers, until one fateful night, when a bloodied woman stumbles her way back into town with a story to tell…
OLYMPUS BELONGS TO THE ROGUES.
LOMKRP is an original character RP set in the fictional town of Olympus – Place that has always been home to outlaws, criminals, gangs, and most importantly, the Primordial MC. With a new threat looming over the small town, it’s become clear that regardless of your affiliation or loyalty – No one is safe.
today i am thinking about the punk rock song that went 1 2 ultraviolento that this fucking ice cream commercial used and they had to fucking change it to helados ultracontentos. why did they choose that song
I'm feeling nostalgic of my old home, thinking of that wall I never got to finish, hidden behind the white paint that will never quite cover it completely....
The group of definitely criminals seem to be chatting about random things, but then a remark suddenly catches his attention. “Florrum? A buddy of mine was just murdered on Florrum,”
“Murder?” repeats another person.
“Yeah yeah, he was working a big job. At least that’s what he said. He was telling me he had some valuable information on a holotramistter, and then boom, she shot him. It must have been some good dirt.”
“What’s her name? Hope it’s not who I think it is.”
“He was working with Aurra Sing.”
Theseus does his best not to perk up at the name, but his slight reaction – and probably the weird way he and Ahsoka are standing – seems to get their attention anyway. One of the pirates, looks over at them, looking and in the Force feeling seriously suspicious.
No, no, they can’t get noticed again. Last time that caused a huge commotion and nearly got both of them injured. And besides, they can’t miss important information just because of something stupid like this. Ahsoka seems to notice the problem the same moment he does - or maybe she’s just reading the look of alarm on his face.
He’s not sure which of them got the next stupid idea first. Except the next thing he knows Ahsoka pulls him closer to her, and he kisses her.
Doing things like that always seem to make people look away, and it definitely works this time too. The pirate returns his attention back to the conversation. “...there’s always trouble when she shows up,” one of the others is saying as Theseus and Ahsoka finally back away from each other.
…what in the world did they just do? That’s something totally forbidden for Jedi. Yes, it was just because of the mission, to make sure they didn’t mess up and get noticed again, but that doesn’t mean that it would be considered acceptable. He glances anxiously around the bar, hoping that at least Plo didn’t see. Thankfully, the Jedi Master isn’t anywhere in sight.
Good. That’s the last thing he wants to deal with. If Plo saw, their masters would hear. Anakin would probably understand for Ahsoka, but Theseus is certain he’d never hear the end of it. Obi-Wan is very strict, and Theseus doubts he’d put up with that.
“Uh, let’s just… pretend nothing happened and forget about this,” Ahsoka whispers, grabbing his arm and pulling him away from the table of gangsters.
“Yeah, I agree,” Theseus mumbles, “Now let’s go find Master Plo.”
End Note: From an Ahsoka/OC fanfic we’re doing. :P
ok so i fell down a bit of a rabbit hole..apparently ppl in korea call mark bob binggi?
Leia, walking into the kitchen: is something burning?
Han, seductively leaning against the counter: just my desire for you
Leia: han, the toaster is on fire
Albedo: Venti, are you with us?
Venti: Physically, yes. Mentally? I'm in a Renaissance painting, wearing a silk gown and looking wistfully into the distance.
Albedo: I can paint that if you want
Giselle - next level, be original
📍somewhere on the sand
From June, 2021
everyone laughs at that soviet poster of the astronaut going “yep, no god up here!” but personally i’m a fan of Big Lenin Head
The one in green
I did another weekend freebie event on Patreon to celebrate reaching 10 Patrons.
Here's the first one, done for @etherluna.