Can we have another “Type the following words into your tags box, then post the first automatic tag that comes up.” post with the words
THEIR —The floral was healthy with their organe-…pff xD
OKAY —…okay it isn’t funny
BUT —bUT JUST DON’T CRY MABEL
THOUGH —He won’t tell me any more of it though
SAY —BEGONE I SAY AND RETURN NO MORE
AND —(RUBS HANDS TOGETHER EVILY)
NO —not much of a secret anymore
LEFT —only lovers left alive
AROUND —…but yes -flails around with you-
ME —…Do you think if I ask nicely he’ll shave off his mustache and give me the hairs so I can reconstruct—…
—should have mentioned this foreva ago, but I follow the tag:
on Tumblr. Should have also mentioned that I have a big project going on. I’ll be back a little after the start of May! Tagged URLs are what I got in the drafts~
H — How Can You Mend a Broken Heart by Al Green
I — It’s Easy to Blame the Weather by Billie Holiday
L — Let’s Do It (Let’s Fall In Love) by Conal Fowkes
A — A Kiss to Build a Dream On by Louis Armstrong
Y — You Really Got a Hold on Me by She & Him
AU: Hooking Arms and Ditching School | Mabel and Osa
Aw Mai-Mai! You cute, tellin’ you now some rich guy is gonna give you all his money if you just smile at him. Hey, hey! Wanna try it later? How much are pizzas?
[shrugs and hooks arms with her]
T’aw, Osa. That wouldn’t be an awful nice thing to do. … (thinks of the really sweet boy from her Biology class) …I’m cute enough for normal purposes. (holds her arm a little tighter) Worry about what it’s not cost~ Or. Just don’t worry about it. I got it covered~!
Shu’s at Trig. Do you want to take her, too? Oh by the way, do you have a PS3? I have Arkham Knigh—…
…hey Osa, do you have a car to get out of here? I just got my bike.
asked: -was walking past Fen on the street, and smiles politely at him as she passes- -after a few steps, she doesn't notice a film of black ice on the sidewalk and falls sideways on the curb- ...ow. -tries not to make a scene of it and struggles to get up again, but a lot of her right side is bruised and her hands are scraped up-
[nods slowly at Mabel but quickly seems to wake up, snapping his neck as he turned] Oy. Watch your st— … … …
[hooks his arms under her armpits and nearly yanks her up] Crap! Didn’t know you was this light. [more carefully, set her back on her feet] You aight?
Hm? (tilts head to the side) No, sir. If anything, I’m trying to thank you.
…is it going to sting?
(smiles softly, and tries to hide it by biting her bottom lip because she knows he’s not as hard as he lets on)
Thank me— [glances at his jacket] —by washing that.
It’s gonna hurt like hell. [gently leads her by the holding onto her elbow] you can walk aight?
(glances at him, touched. She’s set on paying him back someway. She also doesn’t bother to ask where they’re going)
Like hell? Is that an exaggeration or…? … …which is the one that doesn’t sting?
(looks down at her palms) Why am I bleeding so? … (as they walk on a little while, she’s suddenly pricked with the realization she should call her husband. But she doesn’t)
…how tall are you not?