#ownworth

[quidbitch]

@ownworth     —–     how does quinn davies sound...?

          ‘  going  to  lunch  ’  is  an  impossible  thing  in  the  normal  sense  of  the  word;  i’ll  pick  you  up  at  twelve-thirty,  picking  a  nice  café  or  restaurant,  sitting  at  a  table  for  two  by  the  window  and  having  people  walk  by  normally,  no  pointing,  no  staring,  no  clandestine  camera-clicking.  it’s  a  part  of  their  jobs,  this  piece  of  privacy  sacrificed  in  the  form  of  the  anonymity  that  everyone  else  around  them  takes  for  granted,  and  roger  would  never  complain,  but  fame  is  a  two-sided  coin.  there’s  no  way  the  papers  and  magazines  aren’t  going  to  be  reporting  on  this  by  the  next  morning  if  he  chooses  a  place  so  public  for  a  moment  that’ll  influence  the  rest  of  their  lives,  one  that  really  should  be  a  private  matter.

          to  pop  the  question.  ask  for  her  hand.  propose.  he  picked  up  on  how  flustered  the  whole  thing  had  made  quinn  when  they’d  been  asked  for  the  first  time  —  not  that  he  is  that  fantastic  at  reading  her,  though  he  tries  his  best,  but  the  pressure  of  such  a  nosy  question  had  gotten  them  into  a  fight  that  really  could’ve  been  avoided.  that’s  the  other  side  of  the  coin:  the  eye  of  the  public  is  not  a  very  merciful  one.  it’s  why  they’re  here,  on  a  sunny  spring  midday,  sitting  on  the  grass  of  a  hill  overlooking  the  city,  and  all  alone.  it’s  easy  to  avoid  tracking  spells,  but  where  there’s  people  there’s  eyes,  and  mouths  that  report  what  is  seen,  so  the  secret  to  secrecy  is  simply  to  avoid  places  with  people.  find  a  place  for  only  them  to  enjoy  a  peaceful  moment.

          he’s  really  put  in  effort  to  make  everything  nice.  it  wasn’t  easy  —  roger  knows  quinn  well,  but  he  doesn’t  know  her  expectations,  and  what  he  does  know  is  that  his  perception  of  romance  isn’t  perhaps  the  most  sensitive.  it  took  him  a  while  to  make  a  plan,  something  simple  but  special,  something  she  could  enjoy  in  the  moment  and  look  back  on  in  the  future,  something  from  the  heart.  he  hopes  that  things  do  work  out  according  to  this  plan  them  to,  too,  but  if  things  go  wrong  he  can  just  keep  the  box  hidden  in  the  folds  of  his  jacket  that  lies  next  to  him  on  the  picknick  blanket.  perhaps  she  suspects  something  —  he’s  brought  tea  and  wine  and  sparkling  water,  salads  and  sandwiches  and  a  beautiful  lemon  tart  from  the  pâtisserie  that  is  decorated  with  candied  lavender  blossoms,  really  quite  some  effort  for  simply  lunch,  but  if  she  does,  he  cannot  tell.  ‘  why,  ’  he  had  told  her  upon  inviting  her,  ‘  i  just  want  us  to  do  something  nice  together,  ’  super  inconspicuous.  well,  she’ll  know  his  intentions  soon  enough.

          “  see?  ”  roger  leans  in  quinn’s  direction,  brushing  her  shoulder  with  his,  an  innocent  smile  on  his  lips,  “  this  is  really  nice,  isn’t  it?  ”

#ownworth #( me @ me: do i invoke Skins UK or is that gonna ruin it ) #🏆 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚. —– champagne showers ( main: first team )

[dannyreesearchive]

🍓 but talk about someone who hasn't sent a strawberry and u wanna talk about anyway

i guess i’ll talk about   @ownworth   then because she asked,  which frankly,  is embarrassing.  nixie you are a pain in my ass,  and i’d like you to know that i hate u.   sincerely.

i’m kidding,  obviously i adore you.  i think we’ve actually written together maybe 3 times on my 800 blogs and you’re still one of the people i talk to the most and genuinely one of my closest friends on this hellsite.  you’re exceptionally talented and tbh i’d sell a lung to have a quarter of your talent.  you’re also ok as a person i guess.  i mean you’re   mean   to me,  and you still haven’t watched jatp with me but i still love you with my whole heart.  it doesn’t matter if you’re on quinn and giving me war flashbacks to glee,  or making a character from a book series i’ve never read,  i’ll follow you anywhere.  and every day i’ll wonder if i should bring back sav just for you because ik how much you love her and i love you so that’s how this works.  you’re an amazing friend,  an incredible writer,  and i feel like a lucky fucking bitch to have you in my life.  you’ve even heard what my  dumbass  sounds like and you still want to be my friend,  which honestly,  that’s a whole other level.  i hope you know that even when i bully you it’s out of love and that when i say i’ll go fight people who bother you,  there is no bluff there.  the second you give me the go ahead i will go full bitch for you, never forget that xoxo.

the only thing that could make me love you more is if you watch jatp with me,  thank you for coming to my ted talk.

𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗲.    ⟿   accepting  !

#ownworth #celiasymons #* 𝗼𝗼𝗰. / ❬ inbox. ❭ ›› shut up i'm sensitive.

[tophct2]

@ownworth​​ liked for a starter !

       “  something  BAD  happened  here.  ”  it  was  obvious  in  the  way  bodies  were  scattered  across  the  floor;  each  and  every  one  FRESH.  taken  care  of  so  they  wouldn’t  come  BACK.  at  this  moment  in  time,  it  didn’t  matter  how  it  happened  or  WHY.  they  just  needed  to  avoid  being  NEXT.  “  be  careful,  hmm  ?  stick  close  to  me.  ”

#ownworth #* v. fear the walking dead. #hi lmk if you want something else love !!!

[pahriahsxxxxx]

um excuse, I have been following you for three years and I hope you know that you are always a joy on my dash. your writing and your portrayals are just *chef's kiss* BEAUTIFUL, and I miss and love your splendid face sm 💕👑

 NIXIE   ,    BABEH     🥺    you   always    inspire    me    so    much    .    like    i    don’t    think    i’ve   ever   met    anyone   to   love   &   cherish   a    character   the   way   you   do    .     and    give    them    SO   MUCH    depth    .    i    bloody   love    every   single   thing   you   do    !    send   me   hc’s   always    !      also    ,    are   you   sure   it    hasn’t   been   longer    ?!     maybe    i    just    feel    like   i’ve    known    you   forever   .    i    miss    your    face    so   bad     &     i    can’t    wait    for    a    post - lockdown    catch   up   ,    my   love    !

#ownworth #𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙨 — saved. #positivity /

[autumn-in-april]

DAY 8

The irony of life is that we can love and hate at the same time, it all depends on how we see things in life. Having a positive perspective can have a positive impact because at the end of the day our happiness is all that matters.

#positive #quoteoftheday #ownworth #perspective #thoughts #life quotes

[piraticalarchive]

“Captain -”

The plea from his boatswain goes all but ignored, blue eyes trained to the darkness that looms before them, bathed in a fog that blows across The Jolly Roger’s decks as if breath from the wind. The stars are covered by clouds - a single one breaks free at any given moment, only to be taken prisoner once more, so his men work by lighted lanterns, careful lest any of their captain’s ire be directed at them.

“Captain, I don’t think - “

Once again Smee’s daft voice reaches his ears, tangling in the melody that lures him onwards - breaking into thoughts with an intrusion that is not easily cast aside. Blue eyes flash with a blaze of anger, lighting up in the darkness as words are all but growled at the other man, curved steel held up between them as a warning to be quiet. Confident in the other’s silence, Killian once more peers ahead, ears strained for the song he had heard earlier - a cry of a woman, luring him with a desperate keening that tugs on his heart. His crew are nervous, tales of things such as these run rampant in docks and taverns - but their captain is not a superstitious man, so follow his lead they will.

The ship creeps ever closer, voice loud in his head, and the pirate abandons the help, black boots eating up the distance until he leans over the rail near the bow of the ship. He searches the sky, the rocks, the very sea itself - blue eyes flickering over every shape, every shadow, determined to find the thing that speaks to him so clearly. 

Bloody hell.

@ownworth​ s.c

#ownworth #me? get carried away? no way mate #skhfjfhgh #this might not be anything close to what you were looking for so if not #let me know <3 #also hi i adore you and we're gonna get along F ABULOUSLY #verse tbd ;

[odisn]

a peanut cannot be intimidating, pls

🥜🤓

#ooc. #interesting ... very interesting #ownworth #asks

[miserystole-a]

      ‘ YOU MUST BE STARVED, please help yourself. ’    it still felt strange,    to gather around the homemade stove nestled against the desk that once housed the information booth.    the gallery looked so different now,    with defenses set and supplies neatly piled around the area anyone would have to look very carefully under layers and layers of blankets to discover hundreds of painting neatly gathered together for safe keeping.    as she kneels forward she's quick to graciously offer portions of whatever she was able to mix together.    company has always caught her off guard as most survivors brushed off the buildings that idealistically carried no supplies.    ‘ THEIR IS PLENTY for all of us. ’

CLOSED STARTER.   /   @ownworth​’s quinn fabray 

#ownworth #[ ADELINE NOVAK ] - * REPLY #[ INTERACTIONS ] - * QUINN #// hi okay so adeline is one of my love apoc oc's #// i had the idea of maybe Quinn with her rag tag team finding adeline at her museum ??? #// she basically just hunkers down and collects and restores art throughout the outbreak #// maybe they even know eachother #// who knows #// i left it a little open for that reason #// lmk if youd like something else !

[boredanelle]

@ownworth​    ✣    liked

VILLANELLE SIPPED on her lemonade while staring bemusedly at the blonde.  She knew the type.  HOMECOMING QUEEN,  multitalented.  The world was her oyster and all of that shit.  And she would have no problems as long as she PLAYED HER PART and provided Villanelle the cover that she need to GET OUT of here.    “    Heyyyy long time NO SEE !!!    ”    The smile shifted into a QUIET,  PLEADING LOOK.  Playing the little American girl who is in danger.  Hopefully an easy way out.

#ownworth #▐ ✣ . V: LETHAL ASSASSIN . ✣ ▐ #▐ ✣ . THREAD . ✣ ▐ #lovE ur aesthetic boo #also i believe in diana supremacy

[quidbitch]

@ownworth     —–     quinn fabray

          what,  really,  are  suvs  good  for?,  one  might  ask,  especially  as  someone  concerned  for  the  environment  —  the  answer  is,  as  it  turns  out,  “  the  zombie  apocalypse  ”.  it  makes  sense,  they’re  sturdy  and  heavy  enough  to  withstand  the  hordes,  they’re  fast  and  have  a  four  wheel  drive,  which  becomes  essential  as  the  unmaintained  streets  erode  under  the  elements  and  often  paths  must  be  taken  through  different  terrain.  especially  the  armored  military  vehicles  they  have  at  the  base  are  the  only  efficient  way  of  getting  across  country,  though  most  outposts  have  likely  engineered  their  own  versions.  climate  change  turns  out  to  be  less  of  a  concern  as  anticipated  now,  as  humanity  battles  a  quite  different  existential  threat.  there’s  no  reason  then  why  roger,  who  in  his  previous,  sheltered  life  would  have  had  no  need  for  a  vehicle  this  excessive,  should  feel  any  moral  qualms  over  maneuvering  this  tall  dark  four-wheel  drive.  the  rest  of  the  team  are  in  a  vehicle  behind  him,  and  it’s  just  the  new  normal.  the  rest  of  the  team  except  for  quinn,  at  least,  who’s  in  his  passenger  seat.  they  arrive  at  their  first  shelter  just  as  the  dashboard  clock  reminds  them  it’s  time  to  set  up  camp,  before  it  gets  dark  and  they  remain  exposed.

          it’s  an  old  university  campus,  one  that’s  been  on  their  radar  and  largely  cleared  out,  but  they  have  their  weapons  drawn  still  as  they  check  the  halls  of  the  main  administrative  building  they  plan  to  set  up  camp  in.  some  windows  are  boarded  up,  but  with  less  care  than  in  residential  areas,  because  places  of  learning  were  of  course  among  the  ones  first  abandoned.  dead  and  rotting  plants  and  scattered  folders  on  the  floor  paint  a  desolate  and  eerie  picture,  but  desolate  and  eerie  is  a  new  normal  they  should  be  used  to  by  now.  roger’s  been  here  before,  and  after  securing  the  camp  he  pulls  quinn  to  the  side  for  her  to  follow  him.  the  sun  is  not  yet  setting,  they  have  full  view  of  the  campus  as  they  walk  across  it.  “  patience,  ”  he  responds  to  any  questions  of  where  he‘ll  take  her,  “  i  promise  it’ll  be  good.  ”

          he  goes  in  first  with  arms  drawn,  because  although  he  made  sure  to  leave  it  well  locked  the  last  time  he  scouted  out  the  place,  you  never  know  what  could’ve  crawled  inside  through  any  hole  he  forgot  to  check.  roger  shoulders  open  the  large  double  door  and  motions  quinn  to  follow  him.  inside,  the  hug  glass  ceiling  illuminates  four  stories  of  rows  and  rows  of  book  cases.  the  university  library  is  as  good  as  untouched  —  what  good  are  books  in  a  fight  for  survival?  it’s  smaller  than  the  library  roger  left  behind  at  his  alma  mater,  but  it’s  a  beautiful  sight  nonetheless.  “  cool,  isn’t  it?  ”  they’re  alone,  and  the  place  has  been  out  of  commission  for  years,  but  the  urge  to  whisper  is  too  strong  nonetheless.  “  come,  the  literature  section  is  on  the  third  floor.  unless  you  wanna  read  up  on  marine  flora  down  here.  ”

#ownworth #( this has been in my drafts....... forever........ but...... ) #🏆 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚. —– crimson survival ( zombie apocalypse )

[dannyreesearchive]

15. bookcase. / she's a nerd. she's gonna judge him by what books he keeps

15.     bookcase              /              danny isn’t a big reader,  so his bookshelf is really there only for books on music theory, a few memoirs on musicians he has gotten as presents over the years ,  music books,  his stacks of notebooks and binders filled with his own music and then his vinyl and cd collections.  he also has a few books of poetry that he keeps for inspiration for lyrics.  he keeps up with newer poets rather than classics and will just go into the poetry section of the bookstore and just find short collections of poems.  he does this a lot to help make music that can relate to other people as well rather than just basing it on his own experiences.

𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿...     ⟿    accepting  !

#ownworth #* 𝗼𝗼𝗰. / ❬ meme reply. ❭ ›› vibin baby we be vibin. #* 𝗰𝗵. / ❬ vibes. ❭ ›› and i write in every empty space.

[shinearch]

      the  tender  rays  of  early  morning  light  begin  to  flood  in  earnest  now.  he  hears  stirring  behind  him,  but  his  focus  is  on  the  ‘motivational’  poster,  faded,  beaten,  and  dusted.  craning  his  head  back  to  see  her  approach,  he  holds  the  sign  to  her  sight,  “ get a  load  of  this  one  :  getting  through  life's  tough  times  is  easier  if  you have  scars. ”

@ownworth​​  /  lyric  starters  !

#ownworth #// starters #( OMYT - the retuses ) #𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚 : a plague of flies. ( apocalyptic. )

[hopeforged]

@ownworth​ liked for a starter from theo !

     “  we  should  REST.  we  can  keep  going  in  the  MORNING.  ”

#ownworth #* interactions / t. rowley. #* v. tbt. #hi i adore u !!!! #i thought to myself as i was typing this....oh this is vague enough that we can decide where it goes :) #me reading it now...........does this scream apocalypse oops #lmk if you want something different set elsewhere though love !

[pahriahsxxxxx]

❝     𝙂𝙀𝙏    𝙊𝙁𝙁     ——     ya    bloody    menace    !      ❞      infectious     grin     supersedes     any     dismissal      hinted     at     in     his     maudlin    jibe    ,     two     stringy     limbs     encircling     her     frame     &     dragging     her    down    towards    his     vacant     lap     .      there’s      an     inappropriate     jibe     varnishing     his    lower    lip    ,    ready    to     be    uttered     aloud     but    quickly     swallowed     back     by    the    fiercest    look     molly    could    muster    from     the     doorway     .     her     stormy    words    from    a    former    conversation     rang     shrilly     through     him     .         (     𝚈𝙾𝚄    𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂    𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴    𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂    𝚃𝙾𝙾    𝙵𝙰𝚁     )     .        asking     quinn    if    she’d    come    to    her    senses    and    started     fancying    the    better-looking    twin    was    certainly    to    be    made    an    example    of     taking    it    too    far    .     and    ,     if    above    all    thing    righteous    ,     fred    despised     proving    his    mother    right    .     

                       ❝     honestly    ,    woman    !     ——     felt    like    being    kissed     by    my    great - aunt    tessie   .     ❞

✉️     :      𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙽𝙽    𝙶𝙰𝚅𝙴    𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙳    𝙰    𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼   𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂   𝙾𝙽   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙴𝙺. @ownworth.

#ownworth #𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 — fred weasley. #fred is the problematic brother #lbr #flirting with his brothers wives/gfs? #Always #he cant help it #its a compulsion

[dreamwaited-moved]

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑  -  @ownworth​​

FLYNN DIDN’T PAY MUCH MIND TO PURE BLOOD DRAMA.  despite landing himself in the slytherin house he knew his fellow housemates still looked down on him. he was an orphan. and while ‘ at least ‘ he grew up in the wizard world and wasn’t a muggleborn.  there was still no way to trace his heritage. no way to prove his worth to those purest. but flynn recalled the talks when the fabrey girl had be put into the blue clad household. something about her family and it being unheard of. flynn felt his eyes roll back into his head every time. the teen plops down next to the girl without any invitation. 

“ you know, the slytherin common rooms are actually the worst. i’m jealous of ravenclaw’s. up in the tower with what i assume is an amazing view... natural light. meanwhile slytherin is stuck in the dungeons. best thing we have is sometimes we see a stupid sea monster in our window. ” 

#hope this is okay!! #lmk if you want something different #v. hogwarts || slytherin sorted #ownworth #ii. closed starter #ii. queue #flynn is very salty about being a slytherin #he doesn't like the dungeons #sunshine child is salty about lack of sunshine

[riveir]

the world, the hermit & the moon !

21.  the world  : is there one thing in life that your muse must accomplish ? what will they do when they complete that goal ?

this is tough to answer, because ( canonically ) river doesn’t even live to graduate high school, so setting big life goals would have been a concept that likely still felt a bit beyond him and a bit overwhelming to consider. anything he was really working to actively accomplish ( get into stanford, keep his grades up, stay active in his extracurriculars ) were circumstantial and only applicable to the immediate stage of his life. some of that was also not really for his own sake, but at the behest of others who were doing a lot of goal setting for him. but, if we look at what river’s own ideal future was, from the little discussion it actually gets, it’s a little easier to theorize on what his big picture life goals might have been. 

he was a tutor ( and considering he comes “highly recommended,” he was good at it ). river enjoyed it, and got particular fulfillment out of knowing he was helping someone else and getting to connect with someone. he planned to take that into a career: river wanted to join the peace corps. i think the only thing river wanted to do in life was help people and do good work, and if he had not only lived to go to college and pursue a career but been able to do it on his own terms and do what he wanted, he would have gone on to become a teacher. and i don’t think that’s a goal that could ever be fully realized in his eyes; he would have continued seeking out those opportunities and i don’t think it would have been something that could be definitively “accomplished” for him. but of course, river only lives to be seventeen, and wasn’t really given much space for goal setting, anyways, so this all would have just been hypothetical for him, too.

09.  the hermit  : how introspective is your muse ? how often do they self - reflect ?

river is .... the most introspective. he is so emotionally intuitive and self-aware. he is consumed by self-reflection and the weight of his own thoughts and emotions. it’s arguably both his best and his worst quality. he has the emotional maturity and vulnerability to see himself for who he is and speak concisely and eloquently about himself and his inner workings, but that becomes a pretty heavy burden for him to carry. especially since most of that tends to be some pretty heavy stuff: “i feel everything. there just wasn’t enough positive emotion to balance me out.” carrying that kind of weight almost forces him to be so introspective so often. he can’t escape self-reflection.

18.  the moon  : what does your muse long for ? is it a realistic desire ?

there are lot of answers i could give for this one, but i think most broadly river just wants peace. he’s so often experiencing such intense inner turmoil, so often pulled in unwanted directions and pushed into things he doesn’t want and that serve other people much more than they serve him that he kind of just wants a break. if he could have found some peace, that probably could have been his saving grace. a close second is sincere connection in his life and specifically in his relationships, but i don’t think that could have actually come for him in a meaningful way if he didn’t have that inner peace for himself.

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