my jean grey, my emma frost & rachel summers are over here: @marvclgirl.
i live so that others will live.
as very much loved by betty.
mini hiatus notice!! aug 18th to 30th!!!
oh hey yeah. i’m going to be out tomorrow (08.18.17). i’m visiting with some old friends *cough* name drop ahead *cough cough* my old crew from jimmy eat world will be in town and i’m going to celebrate my bday with them. well pre-celebrate. i’m very excited to be re-united with the family i spent a great time on the road with back in the day. and the plus is that my bestie will be with meeeee! it’s my bday gift to her. ( we are literally a month and 3 days apart in age. ) so yes. good. so i probably won’t be on at all tomorrow and not until later on saturday. i also work every day up until my vacation!! i am heading out to reno and other places to kick my adult-hood in the groin! *ding!* *grace-face* ( high five if you get the reference! ) i don’t usually queue things because, well. to be honest? i’m afraid tumblr will EAT them as it has done in the past. so. i’ll try to just get through drafts before i leave and post them throughout the weekend. i will be mobile. i don’t plan on being active at all. it will be some good time away. so yeah. c’est la vie. just letting you all know about my fabulous life. pfffffft. ( once in a blue moon do i go out lt’s be honest!! ) i love you all dearly. drink water! stay hydrated and fabulous and eat cookies and be yourself and … *SENDS UNICORN GLOW TO ALL!* xoxo. betty. ( needless to say, too: this goes for all my accounts including @amassivesnob, @commissionersdaughter, @lcnnie & @marvclgirl oh and @soburn ). yeah! you know. in case…you…..were wondering or cared or……whateevverrr. *MWAH!*
DEAR MR. VERNON, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. but we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who you think we are. You see us as what you want to see us – in simplest terms, in most convenient definitions. but what we found is that each one of us is a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess … and a criminal. correct? that’s the way we saw each other at 7:00 this morning. —- we were brainwashed.
DETENTION!
a small group verse based on the 1984 movie ‘the breakfast club’. five ten strangers with nothing in common, except for each other. independent and fandomless, the only suggestion is that you have seen the movie before joining or at least be willing to watch it.
━ i float in a boat in a raging black ocean low in the water with no where to go. the tiniest lifeboat with people i know. » NANCY WHEELER & EMMA FROST ( @amassivesnob )
aes meme – selectively accepting
okay, you are lying if you don’t think this is cute.
‘ ‘ YOU’RE A REAL charmer , aren’t ya ? ’ ’ he shifts on his feet , mixed emotions thrumming through his veins . the ALLURE of a brand new planet is strong , temptation calling him down to his very marrow . he would succumb , normally , but something drives him to STAY . had he not been told that the woman before him & his all - but - blood brother were siblings in any sense of the word , he wouldn’t have EVER guessed . they are both beautiful , yes , but their faces don’t hold similar features , & their bodies RADIATE a different air .
but something about her reminds him of QUILL . perhaps in the way she carries herself , or the way she considers herself the BAD GUY without ever seeing the good on the inside . Quill had been , for all intents & purposes , a criminal . if he could change & be MORE then so could she . there was no need to remain a VILLAIN ( her words ) if she didn’t want to .
( he’d always been called naive for giving out second chances so WILLINGLY ) .
‘ ‘ well , i can’t read minds , so tell meWHY are you sitting here all by yourself ? we were missing you back with the group . ’ ’
“Well you know what they say: ‘Rough diamonds are revered for their pure, untouched state and natural beauty.’” she is quick to respond, a wit all her own. She can feel his emotions spiraling about, so much so, her eyes close behind delicate shades and she takes in a deepened breath through her nose. Then, at his final presented sentiment, she flat our snorts, shaking her head as tongue prods against the inside of her cheek. “And just who is this WE you speak of? -- Definitely not my...” she attempts to say BROTHER and a sour taste arises. “...No one was missing me.” she insists. “If anything, Quill got ants in his pants. All high and mighty and concerned that I may do something rash. You can tell him to relax. I’m fine.” There’s a beat as she huffs through partly flared nostrils, eyes diverting to the ground before she glances over her shoulder at him. “I don’t belong here.” she softly answers. “And,” she draws her tongue along her lips before brushing them together and continuing on in confession: “I...I’m not sure I’ll ever belong.” bitterness and icicle-like behavior seems to dissipate, if only for a moment. Color her touched, he knows that Spidey here actually cares.
...gotham literally stole scarecrow’s aesthetic straight out of nolan’s film...
woo. forgot how many drafts i have over here. --- oh well! like this for something??
👍
Usually all too stoic lips are pouty and otherwise incoherent. Her icy gaze usually does the trick – and where she’s absolutely PERTURBED ( what else is new?? ) she is also highly amused by the grump-factor that has become Logan. It’s such a hilarity that even the Ice Queen herself breaks out into pure laughter, even though she had attempted to stifle it. There it is…unmistakable.