espritmort ▐ ♘ to begin, to begin.
‘ do y - you need something in particular ? there’s a lending library right next to the door if you have someth - thing you want to exchange for it . ’
@moonhaired asked !
❛ well, now that you mention it, your library does appear to be in good condition. i wouldn’t mind trading my spenser sonnets for any shakespare if you have it. what do you like to read ?? ❜
❛ well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw. ❜ ❛ do i look like mother theresa ? ❜ ❛ my teen - angst bullshit now has a body count. ❜ ❛ chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling. ❜ ❛ you look like hell. ❜ ❛ yeah, i just got back. ❜ ❛ are we going to prom or hell ? ❜ ❛ god ! i sound like a fucking psycho. ❜ ❛ i felt bad everytime i did it, but i kept doing it anyway. ❜ ❛ now i know you understood everything. ❜ ❛ now that’s deep. ❜ ❛ there are no stupid questions. ❜ ❛ that’s the stupidest question i’ve ever heard. ❜ ❛ the extreme always seems to make an impression. ❜ ❛ what’s your damage ? ❜ ❛ how very. ❜ ❛ i just killed my best friend. ❜ ❛ i can’t believe you did it. ❜ ❛ i was teasing. ❜ ❛ i loved you. ❜ ❛ there’s a new sheriff in town. ❜ ❛ you don’t deserve my fucking speech. ❜ ❛ so what’s the deal ? ❜ ❛ what a waste ! ❜ ❛ oh, the humanity ! ❜ ❛ our love is god. ❜ ❛ let’s go get a slushie. ❜ ❛ is your life perfect. ❜ ❛ i don’t really like my friends. ❜ ❛ maybe it’s time to take a vacation. ❜ ❛ now that you’re dead, what are you gonna do with your life ? ❜ ❛ why do you have to be such a mega - bitch ? ❜ ❛ because i can be. ❜ ❛ did you have a brain tumour for breakfast ? ❜ ❛ i say we just grow up, be adults and die. ❜ ❛ if everyone jumped off a bridge, would you ? ❜ ❛ why are you pulling my dick ? ❜ ❛ that knife is filthy. ❜ ❛ some people need different kinds of convincing than others. ❜ ❛ you’re beautiful. ❜ ❛ did that sound bitchy ? ❜ ❛ this isn’t just a spoke in my menstrual cycle. ❜ ❛ you were nothing before you met me. ❜ ❛ she’s my best friend. god, i hate her. ❜ ❛ i shop, therefore i am. ❜ ❛ a true friend’s work is never done. ❜ ❛ god had cursed me i think. ❜ ❛ we’ll crucify her. ❜ ❛ what’s the up - chuck factor on that ? ❜ ❛ ugh, such a pillowcase. ❜ ❛ nice guys finish last, i should know. ❜ ❛ get a job. ❜
the goddess of spring // silly symphonies ↳ instead of eternal spring, instead of eternal spring
someone call the police send them to 123 internet street @mohiican is out of control
uncas + modern aesthetic // for @mohiican bc happy birthday uncas !!!! ↳ don’t bring your pain to dinner.
mohiican ▐ ☾ waters on a starry night.
» @moonhaired just because .
HE FELT FOOLISH RETURNING TO SURGERY SO SOON . but the wound had seeped , calico now wet with the liquid drawn from . fingers loosen around his rifle as he sets it down on the table before pushing himself up upon . eyes shift , scanning the room for CORA but she’s nowhere to be seen . a smile forms upon his lips , assuming his brother had found her before he could . he would have to TEASE him about it later , that is , once he had found out exactly WHERE they had run off to . but for now , his focus laid with the throbbing pain in his side . body shifts , turning to the man they called phelps , a nod offered , contact made . & he supposes he’ll be over shortly . gaze lowers , fingers gliding gently over the weeping wound . a SHARP inhale taken as he hits a soft spot where the stitches bound wounded flesh together . a shaky breath , but attention is quickly shifted as he’s met with the SOFT VOICE of a girl he didn’t expect . eyes lift , drifting over her frame before hands drop & fingers curl around the wooden edge of the table . “ ——— hello , miss . ”
mister phelps, a good man that’s been a friend of her sister’s for some time did not need to give alice the push required to take up cora’s place when she darted off somewhere with the man called nathaniel. naturally, alice disapproves but it would be impossible to win any sentiment to the contrary given their position and her sister’s affinity for dreadful timing. rather than dwell on it, she gravitates towards the wounded warrior on the table before phelps can motion for her to do so.
uncas is coiled tightly, tense in pain and perhaps in suspicion. this is not a place for the strong or even the very likely to survive, but he has. alice does her best to smile but finds she cannot. however, she does nod in response.
❛ hello, uncas. ❜
dropping her voice to a whisper, alice leans in slightly.
❛ mister phelps doesn’t know where cora’s wandered off to and i hardly think it right to send someone to fetch her. i don’t have as much nursing skill as she but i will do what i can. i would very much hate spoil her fun. you’re in good hands, i swear. ❜
“Picnic at Hanging Rock” inspired photoset 💐 ig: nightinrosette 💐
@dxdger | headcanon meme.
alice lives with undiagnosed ptsd and depersonalization-derealization disorder in her canon verses. in her modern verses she has varying degress of depression and anxitey depending on her level of trauma sustained. she has the ability to develop dpd in any verse but it is most prevalent in the canon verse where she survived part of a war. she has a tendency to feel very detached from her own thoughts, feelings, emotions and at times even the people around her.
this is predominantly a coping method, a way of processing and filtering out traumatic events in order to remain functional and stable. when asked, she describes the sensation of detachment as if the world were a drawing on paper and she has been cut out of the picture.
no matter how nervous you are, if you love someone, tell them. you never know if you’ll still be able to tomorrow.
hey i’m trying to be less of a messy person + i wanna be more active here so you should like this post for a quick starter. let’s make some magic
alice + instagram alice. 18. london. glory in the flower.
@mohiican | headcanon meme.
when alice was a little girl she favored playing with small, wooden dolls that she could dress and place in her dollhouse. a shy and reserved girl, alice played with dolls until she was nearly twelve years old.
having a collection of no fewer than thirty, alice dressed them all herself and often modeled them after court ladies or character she would see in a ballet. her most favorite being modeled after venus from the loves of mars and venus which she saw when she was seven.
The Last of the Mohicans (1992)
Twenty - five years ago today on September 25, 1992 , The Last of the Mohicans was released in theaters .
@crueleyes ▐ ⚜ starter call.
❛ sarah williams ?? ❜
a look of surprise melts into a smile. her knee-jerk reaction to the name is perhaps unusual for a high school student but given alice’s near- obsession with female poets, it’s not an unexpected response.
❛ she’s one of my favorite poets, do you know of her ?? ❜
