#right before FT

[onedrinkafter]

NEVER TAKE REAL MADRID FOR DEAD. MADRID NEVER DIES

#oh my god #oh my godddd #that was insane. two in three minutes #right before FT #my miracle team

[b4kuch1n]

polymer broadcast signal hijack

#pikmin #captain olimar #ft. louie captain shepherd and collin #as well as #moss (pikmin) #watched a stream series of pikmin 4 (its frankenbugs' series) thats what this is about really #but mostly. I just love olimar. I just really enjoy that man #also this really got me flexing those bande dessinée muscles from back thens lol #Ive missed drawin with this kinda proportions... I should do it more #Im gonna draw an olimar to put in my wallet. I need to make my life harder to explain to strangers #I also wanna. add more details to his space suit. make it look more like real life space suit for fun & entertainment #man I enjoy the animals in pikmin so much. they really are just like. animals. theyre animals #its great I love how genuinely bug-lookin the bugs are even with the stylization. pikmin and pokemon are really good at that #would like to learn how to do that... sometimes in the future #oh yeah fun fact. my effort at cleaning up my undercut a few days ago went badly. right before I went to a family reunion thing for 2 days #so I was goin out of my mind at that event postin abt olimar bc I love him #and then. when I got home. I decided to shave my head instead of trying to fix the haircut again #and so the sequence of events becomes I post about olimar -> I enter my bald arc #I am okay with this. have a good night lads. binding books is actually really fun u should try it

[denzartriste]

@epicaxolotls

"Do you know what you look like?"

"No - well..It's just, um. ...Gold. I look like gold."

(Closeups under cut)

#id in alt text #right after Techno makes the comparason between gold and the stars. Tommy asks if he likes the stars. #Techno says he thinks so but he isnt sure of much anymore. That he isnt sure of much from before he met tommy. Tommy doesnt respond to that #o(-( <- my own writing and ideas #blabbing #my art #fancy art #bedrock bros #technoblade #tommyinnit #Golden loneliness (ft bird)

[cheebuss]

Who's grandpa looking at the shell of his reflection rn...

#cheez rambles #my art #fanart #fandom character #spy tf2 #tf2 spy #tf2 #team fortress 2 #// my part of a bigger thing i'm working on with Baz! :D ft. unmasked Spy bc my hand slipped #// his hairline is clinging on for dear life but he's confident he'll be dead before its all gone so he keeps slaying #// also got inspired by artists who draw him with longer eyelashes - you guys are so right

[fireheartedpup]

Forgot what post this is from, but if it were a bingo card I'd get at least one.

#former cleric in training #dropped out of monk training right before getting to the advanced level everyone recognizes #like 2 levels in ranger #(I've had like one bow and arrow class and one gun practice session) #11 years of bard training. didn't make it to college #extensive interest in druidry. most of which is self taught #so I guess I'm maining barbarian? #idk #jack of all trades achievement ft. me

[asjjohnson]

The ability to fly would open up a new dimension to explore (in the mathematical-physical sense—we already know Danny had opened one up in the other sense). Think of how much Danny would notice that no one else would?

Think of bees. (Not so much birds, because we see birds all the time, and also because they don't seem quite as graceful and maneuverable as bees.) When I did a search for how high bees can fly, I found something that said bees could fly higher than Mount Everest (little edit: may've misunderstood what it meant. They might not've been found flying that high after all, just that 'they could'). Bees can go anywhere they want, just for fun.

We as humans tend to (for the most part) view the world as six feet high. Anything six feet or under, we know about (or possibly up to eight feet. But it's not much higher than our height). And we don't really realize we're thinking this way.

Sure, we can look upward, we can see treetops from a distance, we can see what the sky looks like. But it's from the perspective of looking up from a distance. Our worldview is colored by looking up from six feet or less.

It's a flat surface. Despite us knowing it's not flat, we don't really internalize it as being 3D and navigable. And we also don't realize what's up there. Who would ever imagine there were bees buzzing around the top of a 200 foot tree? To get to flowers we didn't even notice were up there?

And, yeah, we have planes, but they fly in a set path and you can only look down at the very distant ground. Helicopters are probably more similar, but not many people fly or ride those.

But Danny... after the accident, he would've started out sticking close to the ground a lot, but as he started getting more comfortable with the ability to fly, his worldview probably would've changed gradually. From his preconceived idea of 'the world is six feet or less' to 'the world is spacious and easily explored and so very 3D'.

There's an episode where he's vacuuming the living room ceiling—as though he thinks his parents will notice that it's cleaner than before. And though I understand the 'I have to clean everything so I don't get in trouble' impulse better than I should, there's a chance it's partly from Danny seeing the house differently than before. The ceiling becomes just another wall for him. ...One that he might clean often when he has cleaning chores, because he's going to notice all those spiderwebs and cobwebs, and the little bugs gathering in the light fixtures.

(...He probably would realize the ground is also navigable at some point, too. Think of all the tunnels and moles and snakes and other creatures he'll see, and all the plant roots and such.)

#danny phantom #danny fenton #just some thoughts #it's not really a 'what if' idea because it just... is. #asj post #I'd looked at some red buds on a maple tree using binoculars and kinda thought aloud 'I wonder what pollinates maple flowers'. #Because I knew maples had flowers because I'd seen something about it online once. ...I hadn't really realized it before then. #And my dad said probably Honey Bees. And I was like... 'bees fly that high?' #When my dad said he guessed so; I said I've always only seen them around this high (and put my hand at shin-level). #So... that's what made me realize there's a lot I just don't realize exists. From only living in a world near my height and below. #Planted to the ground. #...There was a post I saw awhile ago about people with weird ideas. One was about an illustration showing people standing on top of #the Earth and a person had been surprised because they thought we'd lived inside the Earth. #And actually... I thought the person could've been partially right. We don't live On Top of the Earth. We live under the atmosphere. #We're stuck halfway inside it. Under the layers of atmosphere but above the solid layers. Actually we're on the teeny tiny Crust layer. #I thought it was weird because when we talk about gas giants like Jupiter and Saturn we don't measure them based on their core size. #We measure them based on the size of their atmosphere. #So yeah we actually do live inside the Earth and not on top of it. #There was also a post I saw with a closeup of Saturn. Those clouds looked so 3D and thick and invitingly explorable. They looked bottomless #my search engine had answered the bee question wrong. but I did find something that said they'd definitely found Flies over 19000 ft.' #Not as high as Everest but still really high.

[yakny]

Knight Bobo, wearing some of the patterns I drew :D!

#LN #colored doodles #bobo #ft. #agata #louie #(sorry. long tags warning ¯\ (ToT) /¯) #putting the blue patterns to use even if she wasn't the intended wearer for them (hey! big bro louie just has to learn how to share! lol.) #i am actually planning to draw all three of them more along with fafnir and some other nobodies. i cri— #speaking of fafnir!!! FAFNIR???!!! offering alcoholic drinks to nidhogg in the 9th anniversary hell event????!!! #fafnir who's helping agata bobo and louie against tyr?!! who has bobo on speed dial for info as she thwarts tyr's plans??? the guy who‚ on #the night louie leaves and visits him for a drink‚ offers him instead a hot cup of MILK and teasingly calls him a child?! ASADJFJDSK!!! #(there's layers to him offering that that makes it funny‚ i promise. he offers concoctions based on a person's personality? i think??? he #offered debbie a cup of milk that TASTES like books and mela something strong. losing it ✋😭) anyways he runs an INTEL TAVERN. is aware of #most things in the north. fuck. wait! omg??? what if he's the same tavern keeper from louie's dreamweaver??? regardless he is aiding #all three of them... somehow... and he's sharing a drink with nid which is funny cause nid is the same guy who has said before ''alcohol #destroys you mind and stops you from making the right choice 🗿'' and there's fafnir sliding a drink to a sad looking nid. asdjsfkgk #FAFNIR please 😭😭😭!!! (fafnir sliding a drink to nid: make some bad choice tonight boy.) #anyways im just happy there's new fafnir art. i was not expecting it. or him alongside nid. fafnir's name is ALSO named after a dragon in #norse mythology. 🤔 turning into a dragon is a symbol of greed. damn. imagine fafnir is ALSO from frigidfog? but then again... #OKAY I'LL STOP!!! (I WILL NOT!!! I AM LOSING MY MIND! THERE'S JUST SO MUCH I CAN PLAY AROUND WITH HERE!) #wait! okay okay okay. what if for some reason fafnir is ratatoskr 👁 👁? like the role he plays as an intelligence collector adds up #as louie said ''(fafnir) you're not even there yet you already know about it'' it's not far fetched #... i am officially losing it. im adding too much depth to a game that has time and time again made itself shallow 😔

[blorbologist]

how about 12 with vex? :)

12. Blindness/Deafness

"You can blind or deafen a foe. Choose one creature that you can see within range to make a Constitution saving throw. If it fails, the target is either blinded or deafened (your choice) for the duration."

[Inspired by this post]

Is it a bit ironic that Vex’ahlia is Pelor’s Champion? Hero of the sun? 

Oh, definitely.

Ironic? Oh, she knows those who don’t know better would protest to that.

To most of the citizenry of Whitestone, this would be perfectly apt. The brave and beautiful Lady Vex’ahlia - who drew their young Lord from darkness, took part in leading the whole city back into the light - she knows she’s already being hailed as such.

It’s - it’s actually very charming, and sweet, and when she teases Percy about it he gets such a smitten look to him. And she likes it, she does. Can’t fault Whitestone for wanting a bit of hope - but she’d have thought the townsfolk would know better. 

They know, probably better than most, how badly the sun can blind you.

Picture this: a young Vex’ahlia, only not little because of a growth spurt. Brace yourself and imagine her in Syngorn. No excuse to have a hood up, hiding her ears, should it be a beautiful day. Easier to not get immediately recognized as the Vessar bastard in the shade. The one time she reached for the sun - gold and emeralds, in a tiara made for her ancestors - she got burned. She learned. 

Just because Vax’ildan is

Just because Vax’ildan was the rogue does not mean he is

Does not mean he was the only one to appreciate the cover of shadow. 

Sunlight, Vex learned over the years, was a risk. A luxury, one she could rarely afford. Bright light revealed her to game and predators alike. It gleamed off coins to reveal her brother’s sleight of hand. Open grounds meant money meant trouble.

She’s spent a lot of her life avoiding its gaze. The attention did her no favors - and she could only stomach attention that did. That she could use, spin into a better room, another bounty, better pay.

The sun was warm, and decadent, and a risk. It took a lot of work to teach herself otherwise - with friends to watch her back. With security, and funds. And Percy. She can (or could) lounge in a sunbeam like a cat and enjoy the hard-earned gold on her skin.

Now its (his? Is the sun a he, like its god?) eye is upon her, always, and it’s an excruciating contrast.

Elven eyes are not made for constant, incessant light. Only the drow really suffer for its abundance - but if you look, most elves will squint and tactfully avoid direct light for long periods of time. Just as their eyes gleam gold-green when lit in the dark, they narrow in protest when it’s too bright. 

Every time she steps outside, without fail, it’s sunny. Which was a lovely thing, at first, before the weight of it really began to settle on Vex’s shoulders. She is outside almost daily, due to her duties with the Grey Hunt. Now she’s arranged to delegate more of the time training recruits, and even avoid patrols in her beloved forest. The weather catches up on tantrums and dreary rain when she elects to spend the days inside. 

By cruel coincidence she always wakes facing the dawn, now - at dawn, as the sun first winks over the Alabaster Sierras. She’s almost considered asking Percy if they could change rooms - instead she’s tactfully used her husband as a shield, so even if she turns in her sleep she wakes in his chest and not to a devastating sunrise.

The one day they tried for a picnic, Vex had been so grateful Percy chose to nestle their blanket between the Sun Tree’s roots. But even in the shade of the tree the heat was loud. Pouring through the leaves, bowing them like heavy rain, and beating against her ears, inside her head. It was deafening. 

What she can’t stand is that not the change. It’s trivial, fucking trivial, compared to the fact Vax

Trivial compared to other upheavals, lately. Need to wear shades? She can do that. Put on more tinctures to deal with sunburn. Even deal with everyone seeing her coming, not like she trained to move silently and without notice for several months or anything. 

What has her unsettled is… given all this, how badly this shoe fits…

“Why me?” she asks Percy one night, when the sun’s attention is on the opposite side of the world and she can feel that and it’s disquieting. “Why did Pelor choose me, Percy?”

He hums, pulling her up a bit more to nestle her head under his chin. She feels him grin when she presses a smile to his throat out of reflex. “Well. I get credit for choosing you. He simply approved of my excellent taste.”

Percy’s chuckle dies when she does not respond to his cheer. “Vex, dear?”

“I mean. We both can agree I’m, just, so beautiful, and brilliant, and hot,” she says. Stalls. “But - the Champion of Pelor? The sun god? Me? Sunny?”

“Probably not the best descriptor,” he admits. “Though I think I could convince you of the similarities.”

Vex is perhaps a bit too unsettled by all this to roll her eyes. Which, she suspects, is what gets Percy to hold her a little tighter. 

“You burn, dear.” Percy presses a kiss to her temple. “Even before all this, and ignoring the whole Orthax ordeal. Vox Machina’s guiding beacon, without which we would be bumbling in the dark. How a room would orbit you and you could so easily dictate others to your whims. You inspire growth, and joy, and trust. The sun will always rise, and set, and warm us in the meantime.” He pauses, then, a touch too long if not for how his mind works. “So often, I would look at you and it would hurt if I stared too long. That’s very sunlike.”

“I knew you were looking at my ass,” Vex mumbles. Her husband snorts. He makes worry impossible, holding her like this, sounding so fucking romantic.

“Don’t be crass,” he scolds cheerfully. “I was admiring you. From a distance. Because you were also a little terrifying.”

Vex pulls back with great reluctance to scrutinize him. He’s serious. “Me? Scary? Darling, we were traveling with Grog.”

“As well as -” he changes course: “And I had a solid hunch I’d be gutted like a fish if some people caught me staring. But no - you, Vex’ahlia, had me impressed. Which was scary for me, that anyone could be impressive other than myself.”

“I love the arrogance, darling.”

Percy snuggles her back in to kiss her cheek. The pressure brings to Vex’s attention the faint glow of her freckles. “I do, too. There was… something, even then. You kept people at a distance with the cold front. But it felt like it was that or burn them alive, because  - like if you dropped your guard the intensity would be blinding.”

“Are you sure you’re not talking about Keyleth?”

He makes a face. “I certainly hope I’m not talking about Keyleth. I love her, but that’s my best friend, I - ugh.”

Now Vex feels well enough to roll her eyes, trace patterns into his shoulder to draw his mind away. “Maybe I’m just like the sun because I’m eating myself alive. Burning at the expense of anything else. And bring pretty sunlight that scorches the earth to drought and gives deathly pale nerds a sunburn.”

“Darling.” This time it’s Percy who pulls away, gently tilting her chin up. “Sineath, remember?”

Fuck him, his pronunciation has gotten perfect.

She grumbles vaguely in response. 

Percy takes the time to think, running his fingers through her hair, sometimes kissing her gently. She catches the reflection of the glow here and there - in his teeth, warming his skin, gleaming on his wedding ring.

“I think,” he says eventually, quietly, gently, “that the dawn can be scary, after so long in the dark. And it takes a bit of doing to feel like you can stomach being so seen.” 

Vex nods into his neck. 

“And,” Percy continues, “I’ll endure it too, if I can. Not that I’m a Champion of anyone, but… well. Get a tan with you, I guess?”

She snorts. “Oh, you’d look so silly!”

“I will sacrifice all that and more for you,” said so very gravely. Vex’s stomach does a giddy little flip.

(Maybe she’s being a little touchy about this. Because it’s not Pelor’s fault, that everything is too bright and too loud, but there’s a correlation that’s safer to blame for how she is right now. Oversensitive.)

(Maybe she has an idea - just an idea - as to why.)

(Maybe.)

“You answered your own question. Earlier.”

“Oh?”

“It’s fitting, that the Champion of the solar deity be hot.”

Vex takes a second before smacking his chest with a pillow. “Flatterer.”

“I speak only the truth!”

#ft. crithaus' shiny glowy vex freckles <33 #this is set shortly after Search for Bob - so not long after Vax's death but before they know for sure about ~the pregante~ #anyways yall saw that post I rb'd? direct inspo. right in my veins. vex on the brain. vex vex vex vex all the time baby #critical role #campaign 1 #campaign 1 spoilers #cr1 spoilers #perc'ahlia #percahlia #vex'ahlia #percival de rolo #pelor #spell ask game #cr fanfic #critical role fanfiction #my writing

[aroaceleovaldez]

shout-out to the two times Percy has genuinely, in-text, explicitly cussed in the series:

Son of Neptune, where he just actually says “shit” but the text is turned into a pun because they had just been talking about schist. We as the audience know he just straight up swore though.

Percy Jackson’s Greek Heroes, in which, while telling the story of Psyche, Percy just repeats the word “ass” (as in donkey. definitely. and nothing else.) as many times as he can for like, a whole paragraph.

#pjo #percy jackson #tbh i actually really like the Percy Jackson's Greek Heroes/Gods books as like. little character introspections of Percy #cause they're written from Percy's first person POV of him retelling the myths #so it's basically just Percy's Opinions: The Book (x2) #its just him being snarky and biased and its great #and him finding an excuse to cuss excessively for an entire paragraph before going ''ahem. right. where were we.'' #also ft Percy thinking about Annabeth every 20 minutes #its beautiful 10/10

[badolmen]

Look at me. LOOK at me. Old growth forests are important. Their loss is violence against the land.

BUT that isn’t a reason to point at younger, perfectly healthy closed canopy forests and claim they’re ecologically insignificant or bad. Their sparse understory is a function of closed canopy forests. Even old growth forests will have sparse understories if the canopy is closed. That’s how photosynthetic strata works.

The west coast has vastly different forests and history than the east. The rare volcanic eruption that made the giant stands of Douglas fir in the west possible would be literally impossible here. Our species are adapted for stand replacing fires set by indigenous peoples to drive deer and rejuvenate oak. Oak as a genus is dying here. We can’t set fires. We can’t harvest patches large enough to simulate a fire. Our deer are overpopulated and browse down every sprout that dares to reach for sunlight.

Making a sweeping ban on clear-cut and similarly ‘scary’ harvests would kill them for good. The restrictions on fire have nearly done that to species like Jack and pitch pine that rely heavily on fire to establish. They’ve been relegated to pine barrens and the rare sandy forest clearing. Our fire Cherry, thankfully, can last decades in the soil seedbank. You can only see them the first few decades after a large, complete harvest and then they die.

What’s good for one forest kills another. Not all trees are made ecologically equal - and that’s a very good thing. All trees and forests have their ecological value. Management of one forest is never applicable to other forests; they all have their own unique histories and communities that should be imitated when possible and left alone when not.

#ra speaks #personal #forest #forestry #I wanna agree w old growth forest folks so bad but then they turn around and say shit like ‘there is NEVER a good reason to clearcut’ #babes the kirt warbler would like to argue. bitches need 10-15 ft Jack pine to nest in. they’re picky. #you ain’t getting 10-15 ft Jack pine without a large. stand replacing. disturbance. #*shaking Californians by the shoulders* THERE IS MORE FOREST TO THE WORLD THAN DOUGLAS FIR. WHY ARENT YOU PROTECTING THE CLIFFSIDE CEDARS? #we have cedars on this coast that are OLD GROWTH. nobody but weird tree ppl seem to care bc THEYRE UGLY AF AND SMALL. #that doesn’t mean they’re ‘not old growth’ #gosh do NOT even get me started on the semantics of old growth #and like. yeah we can’t replace old growth in the west BUT NOT BC PLANTATIONS HAVE A HARVEST SCHEDULE. #it’s because the original old growth only exists bc a VOLCANIC ERUPTION wiped out most everything else and laid a nice bed of ash #for the seedlings to establish in. id rather a shitty plantation keep a 50-60 ur harvest schedule on a single piece of land #than have them slowly chip away at literally irreplaceable trees in the name of #‘sustainable forestry’ babe there is no sustaining the western old growth. either a volcano decides to give it a fresh start or not #I hate hate hate the eternal-ness ppl have attached to forests they are not here for you they aren’t even here for species that rely on them #they’re here bc a long time ago nothing else was. they’re here bc the soil was just right. they’re here bc the people before respected that #but also understood their power to shape the landscape. and in doing so they created diversity rarely seen this far north. #sorry. it’s been a day. needed a good rant.

[vse-kar-vem]

pictures from a cool bathroom i was in today :^)

#vee rambles #I GOT PARANOID RIGHT BEFORE POSTIND AND I WANT TO ADD NO ONE ELSE WAS IN THE BATHROOM AT THIS TIME #ft. kris sweater & photcard kris 😎 i am a normal person

[b4kuch1n]

simulated earth (it does not matter)

transcript

#sherlock and co #sherlock & co #podlock #comic #sherlock holmes #john watson #victor trevor #ft. archie (in like three panels lmao) #need to figure out a podlock specific tag for these guys so this doesnt clutter up the main sh tags #bc ohhh boy. I anticipate being insane abt s&co for a While #this comic def a Hot minute post-gloria scott #what is this about exactly? you ask. haha well (there's sunlight bouncing off a window and when u look back Im already gone) #listen I caught up to everything right before gloria scott and holy Shit that case knocked me on my ass #as a chronic adhd (and thus serious memory problems) haver.... (holds sherlock tenderly) #I have not listened to SOLI yet btw I will tomorrow. I wanted to finish this before catching up #Im obsessed with them. Im such an easy idiot lmao Im a sherlock holmes adaptation enthusiast before Im a human #gloria scott.... the way it muses on the limit of the genre same as the red headed league.... what about the victims? #what about the victims. what about the victims. what part of the pain does the process of investigation cure #victor's like. he's between jobs he's between boyfriends he's living with his dad whose caretaker he just became. who does he have #and sherlock holmes is about the truth but john's been about the solution so far. I just. I really like this john watson lmao #listen the way he complains and then refuses to shoot the underlings in red headed league. based. I love him #I can fix him (radicalize him against punitive justice) #(I am refraining from talking abt sherlock in the tags here bc I Will run out of tags before Im done) #(mariana is not here but I care her too!! she will be here more often in the future I swear I fuckign swear......) #(''I'm in a co-op that's sponsoring my visa. also I just witnessed two actual dead bodies like a month ago'' you mean everything to me) #screams. I got attached SO fast this show is targeting me specifically. my broke millenials suffering in london show #I have like a number of sketches too be prepared. theyre gonna show up soon. until then #have a good day lads. be there! be there. #edit: this comic is finished and assembled in full before I listened to the solitary cyclist part one. this has been an update #I have now listened to SOLI part one. I must hit john watson with a hammer

[kats-midnight-shitposts]

uep

#shitpost #meme #i learned how to make memes #its all downhill from here #im still not funny #ft. my bitchass sister #telling me to crop on zero #i hate her #but tbh fair #bottom text #there was an original meme attempt before this #legit just found out theres a generator for them #and you dont have to like? manually edit/erase parts of one from the internet #and then add text #but not on mobile because thats not possible and dont even get me started on the pen feature THAT DOESNT EVEN WORK RIGHT

[lytorika]

SHANTI SHANTI SHANTI SHANTI

#illustration #oc #original character #johann tyto #lushifel sol mcallister #me when youtube autoplays some vocaloid song ike never heard before: #oh i bet you're popular on tiktok right now or something #anyway the song's called shanti by wotaku ft. kaito #it fucks

[fissions-chips]

Two enemies meeting in which the playing field has drastically shifted and one is in a bad way is underrated.

“Come to gloat?” and “Just get it over with…”?

Delightful.

#thinking about a lot of angsty things tonight and got to thinking about that train of thought ft. Butler begrudgingly rescuing Jon after #- he’s kidnapped by Valentine post-‘bad karma’. it’s so. good. #Jon looking his old enemy dead in the eye with this tired sort of anger. it’s nowhere like the hate from before. Jon looks too tired to be #- truly angry. at most he’s… embarrassed. humiliated at being in this position and being found by his worst enemy’s bodyguard. #he doesn’t expect help- he expects hurt. so he curls his lip and asks if Butler’s here to gloat? when the bodyguard doesn’t answer he just #- slumps back. turns his head away and angrily grits out for Butler to ‘get it over with’. because certainly he’s here for revenge right? #- at this point it’d probably be a mercy. #idk! angst. feels.

[silkchvffon]

❛ ✖︎  —  closed  starter  —  @invcntions​. °

     THE  DOOR  SHUTS  WITH  A  VIOLENT  BANG  behind  her.  it’s  not  the  first  time  marcela  finds  herself  locked  out  of  her  own  home  after  an  argument  with  her  mom  who  doesn’t  even  live  there  half  of  the  time,  but  it  never  stops  aching.  she’s  on  her  knees  after  having  been  practically  shoved  out  and  marci  can  hear  her  mother  rummage  through  her  stuff  in  search  of  her  savings  —  savings  she’s  stored  at  the  diner,  knowing  it’d  be  safer  there.

     she  gets  up  and  bangs  on  the  door  ferociously,  effectively  waking  up  the  entire  trailer  park.  «  open  the  fucking  door,  linda  !  »  she  spits  venomously.  it’s  futile  and  marci  knows  it,  but  what  else  is  she  supposed  to  do  ?  «  are  you  kidding  me  ?!  open  the  door  !  »  there’s  no  reply,  and  marci  kicks  the  door  one  last  time.  «  FUCK  YOU  !  »  she  backs  away  from  the  door  and  exhales  slowly,  anger  making  way  for  embarrassment  to  envelop  her  instead.  she  glances  down  at  her  scraped  knees  and  her  skimpy  attire:  a  pair  of  shorts  now  a  size  too  small  and  a  crop  top  she  stole  a  few  weeks  back.  not  the  sort  of  outfit  she’d  choose  around  this  crowd.  instinctively  she  wraps  her  arms  around  herself  and  turns  around  to  meet  the  eyes  of  one  lincoln  chandler.  eye  contact  only  lasts  a  second  before  marci  turns  away  again,  but  one  second  is  all  she  needs  to  recognize  that  worried  look  of  his.  fuck.  she’s  out  of  options:  obviously  she  can’t  go  home,  her  boyfriend  is  now  her  ex  once  again,  and  judging  from  koa’s  last  update  he’s  somewhere  over  the  atlantic  right  now.  would  it  be  pathetic  if  she  just  made  a  run  for  it  ?  anywhere  is  better  than  here.

#❛ ✖︎ — th — m sanchez. ° #❛ ✖︎ — int — marci ╱ lincoln. ° #❛ ✖︎ — ft — l chandler. ° #invcntions #sorry it's so long please don't match length shfjsjd #lmk if i should change anything!! #thinking this is happening right before koa gets home for the summer #have to force her to interact w linc somehow sjkdfks