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ind. sel. plot heavy. 18+. karen jacobs of the scifi horror comic the woods. primarily set post-canon. knowledge of the woods is not necessary to interact.

by itchy, they/them, 21+.

if we’re mutuals, i assume you’re interested in interacting with me and that i may reach out with plot ideas or asks.

bluedotted. from voyager 1′s photograph of the earth at 40.5 astronomical units ( 3.7 billion miles )—a pale blue dot amidst the vastness of space.

RULES. // ABOUT. // COMIC RUNDOWN. // VERSES. // MEMES. // HEADCANONS.

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i’m on a gentle semi-hiatus rn to deal with the future but i still have loads of muse so i’ll be back soon!

#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ooc.

@6cious // ❝ due to personal reasons im evil now ❞ — welcome to dumbass central.

“and due to impersonal reasons i am now a damsel in distress.” she cracks a smile, then bursts out laughing. “ew, i can’t keep that one up. do these guns look like damsels to you?”

#6cious #i love doing memes like this #┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ic.#▐┋ YEARBOOK. // arcane. / verse 003.

justaduck:

“Hey, ‘ass chew’ isn’t the name of a nut!”

“sure it is. ’cause it’s an ass to chew.” huh. “i guess this one isn’t that much of an ass though.”

#justaduck #┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ic.#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // verse 002.

@justaduck // ❝ academia? like the nut? ❞ — welcome to dumbass central.

“yeah, like—just like the nut. ass chew, mall cop, academia.”

#justaduck #┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ic.#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // misc verse.

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sentence starters: text posts i have saved, part 3. tw: nsfw, religious imagery, violence.

❝ my workout goal is to lift everyone’s spirit ❞

❝ the human body has 7 trillion nerves and some people manage to get on every single fucking one of them ❞

❝ that moment of intimacy with the person who adjusts your seat belt on a roller coaster ❞

❝ i hate it when people ask “do you trust me” like …don’t call me out like that ……..the answer is no ❞

❝ cringe compilation of me submitting to the mortifying ordeal of being known ❞

❝ vampire vs. werewolf? no. vampire x werewolf. theyre in love ❞

❝ oh to wrap bandages around and put disinfectant on another man’s wounds as i catch his tender gaze and lovingly call him an idiot and tell him to be more careful ❞

❝ *nudges boyfriend at 3 am* pretty fucked up that we assume wall-e is a boy. it’s a robot. chad? wake up chad. listen. it’s sexless. ❞

❝ lmao you can’t tell me you DON’T have a crush on bowser that’s a lie everyone has a crush on bowser ❞

❝ you expect me to act like a normal human being? i’m wearing a turtleneck. ❞

❝ i think if you’re going to be weird on purpose you have to offset it with being nice. if you’re weird and mean i’m going to hit you with a shovel ❞

❝ what is art? is it something gay people do to get back at their fathers? maybe ❞

❝ why tf is mothman so jacked. like who u tryin to impress, huh, buddy? is it me? it’s me. i’m impressed. carry me away, mothman, and cradle me with your beefy arms against your rock hard 12-pack ❞

❝ why would i fuck a demon? simple, the status. imagine rolling up into hell already havin had ur back blown out by one of their own. imagine you and a gang of other losers standin at the gates of hell, they’re all crying, scared to death about having a pitchfork up their ass for eternity and you just walk into the arms of your sugar demon? legendary. ❞

❝ i dont think any of you understand how important i am to the plot. you can kill me off but everyone will stop watching ❞

❝ you think kindness doesn’t exist you fucking pathetic nihilist? how about you look into the big beautiful eyes of a cow? what do you think now? asshole ❞

❝ you know what? fuck this [turns into a biblically accurate angel] ❞

❝ you think you can hurt my feelings? i’ve been the least favourite in every single friendship group i’ve had since i was 8 ❞

❝ so true best tits,, i mean uh 😳 *averts eyes from your big chonka honkas* bestie ❞

❝ academia? like the nut? ❞

❝ i don’t “dress to impress” i dress to depress i wanna look so good that people hate themselves ❞

❝ due to personal reasons im evil now ❞

❝ i just want to say from the bottom of my heart i didn’t sign up for this shit ❞

❝ in light of recent events, fuck ❞

❝ dads will see their kids and be like “is anyone gonna emotionally damage that” and not wait for an answer ❞

❝ i accidentally showed some weakness earlier today it was disgusting i would not recommend it ❞

❝ god i am so tired of people throwing roses at my feet as i walk by ❞

❝ honestly if someone tenderly cradled my face i think at this point i would probably blackout ❞

❝ what, from the bottom of my heart, the fuck ❞

#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ask memes.#i know i reblog these every like 2 days but pls send in

@6cious // ❛ you may not want to change, but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway. ❜ — fuckin shitty of ’em.

she knows a thing or two about change: the kind that creeps up quietly and the kind that pushes through you like lake water, leaving nothing of your old self behind. she has been twisting the two in her hands for years, teetering and swinging back. someone said this to her, once: why do you fear the strike? for a while she thought she was nothing but strike, and then he said that.

in her own home, with her own mother, there is still a girl she is supposed to be and she is not that person. it’s nothing her mother ever says—proud of you is what she says most of the time—but it is hard to fit yourself back into a space you are too big for. clothes she can’t imagine ever having worn hanging in the closet. and there is the world, her world, glistening, and the underworld glistening brighter.

it’s no kinder here.

to vi, the both of them down below, karen says, “i know. but i’m trying not to un-change, you know?” which, she supposes, is another form of resisting after all. her bangs have been growing up, and she pushes them back to squint into the undercity’s refracted light. “what you’re saying is i should just give into it and change however this world wants me to? i guess you’re right. you’re never going to stay in one place, no matter how much you want it.”

#6cious #┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ic.#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // misc verse.#but also #▐┋ YEARBOOK. // arcane. / verse 003.

if you haven’t gathered, karen is canonically stinky. she forgets to bathe. she goes into the woods for months at a time and comes home and is just like “i smell like roses?” CANONICALLY.

#i love my stinky messy girl sm #┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ooc.#it makes me so happy

@bcmbastic // ❛ take a long shower. wash your hair. wash the clothes you were wearing. wash the memories from your mind and body. ❜ (i'm washin' me AND my clothes.) — as for me, i’m a sagittarius.

and so, damp-haired with an unbuttoned blouse overtop her sports bra and trailing a towel around her shoulders, karen meets jinx in the living room. the mist follows her out of the bathroom, her feet bare and her sweatpant legs brushing her ankles, scented and heavy. she has to be careful with the type of soap she uses—has to choose a scent that doesn’t bring up memories of a dark purple wood or, bitterer, of a happy childhood, a version of herself locked away by more than just memory. often she steps out half-washed, pushes the suds off her with a towel in the kitchen with the blinds closed and the windows all open to let the scent out. it’s the strangest things, too: old leather, blackberries but not raspberries or flower petals, wisconsin sunrise from the tourist shop her mom bought family gifts in. she doesn’t like to smell like anything, but nothing is still a smell she can’t get out of her nose.

“he’s still there.” she flops onto the couch and spreads her legs, kicking one foot up onto the coffee table. “it was a good suggestion, by the way, but i’m stuck with them.”

she buries her hands in the towel and uses it to scrub at her hair, drying out the tips. she stares at jinx, stares around the room, then drapes the towel over the arm of the couch and begins to run her fingers through her hair, untangling the shoulder-length strands. cleanness doesn’t last for long: within seconds the grime creeps back in, unpleasantly at first. after a few days, she feels coated enough in her own grime that the long hunts become less a memory and more a part of her muscles, the way if you lift enough weights you dream about lifting heavier ones. she buttons up her blouse, bottom to top.

“ghosts just don’t go away. they don’t listen, either.” she cups her hands around her mouth, but then she only whispers. “you there? you hearing this? jinx says begone.” she throws her head back, the top three buttons of her blouse still untouched. spreading her arms out along the back of the couch, she looks at the ceiling and exhales loudly. “but i’m clean now. so. win for jinx.”

#bcmbastic #┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ic.#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // misc verse.#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // verse 002.#i got carried away i love talking about karen and cleanliness omg #you picked out some of my absolute favorite elements of karen's story for this <33333

it occurred to me that for basic timeline things to make sense i can’t keep karen as a pisces, which is deeply saddening, but i established her birthday before the last 2 chapters came out. she can be a sagittarius instead.

#sag sun scorpio moon let's GO #┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ooc.#sag sun scorpio moon is a pretty damn sexy combination #i used to have her as a pisces sun aries moon and rising #she still gets to be a mutable sign which is important and hot-tempered which is also very important

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what kind of sky are you?

pretty sunset, pretty sunrise

god, what a work of art you are. you make people feel safe by your side, and yet you have this...special feeling, that makes them think perhaps you're out of their league. you have sun rays for hair, dusty pink clouds kissing your cheeks. you're warm, gentle, truly a delight. i feel like you might be one of those who fall in love with love itself, right? you remind me of chilly rosé wine, golden necklaces, early mornings and late afternoon that taste like honey milk.

tagged by: @biolightning thank you!! tagging: @justaduck @shibuyacrossed @bcmbastic @spindriftd @ladysmaid and you!!

#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // about.#calls her romantic ass out #this is so soft and cute

shockvvaves

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈

sentences from amrit brar’s shitty horoscopes series. you may adjust as needed.

BOOK I: SUCH TERRIBLE THINGS

❛ holy fucking shit. just. holy shit. what the fuck. ❜

❛ nobody really knows the nuances of what you get up to in your spare time, and honestly they’re probably better off that way. ❜

❛ busy yourself with the affairs of the living, for once.. ❜

❛ the answer is no. ❜

❛ ohhh boy. you. fuck you. yes, you specifically. ❜

❛ delete your search history. ❜

❛ please practice blinking as others can be unsettled by your inhuman ability to maintain an unbreakable stare during casual conversation. ❜

❛ what did you ever do to deserve this? in all probability, something terrible. ❜

❛ you are a crayon. get out of the toolbox. ❜

❛ none will love the butcher. don’t take it too personally. ❜

❛ some relationships, like warts, can be handled with the tactful application of liquid nitrogen. ❜

❛ take a long shower. wash your hair. wash the clothes you were wearing. wash the memories from your mind and body. ❜

BOOK II: ANGER

❛ frostbite is considerably difficult to heal from. ❜

❛ there is poetry in brutal efficiency. ❜

❛ HELLFIRE HELLFIRE HELLIRE. ❜

❛ people would take your raging far more seriously if you weren’t crying the entire time. ❜

❛ what made you so vindictive? ❜

❛ some bodies may be temples, but all are ruins at your feet. ❜

❛ your contempt will always taste like grief. ❜

❛ in the process your body is subsumed piece by piece. ❜

❛ you are the bone-deep fury of an abscessed tooth. ❜

❛ you are notorious for rubbing salt in the wound. cheap vodka in the wound. battery acid in the wound! ❜

❛ vehicular arson is not the answer. ❜

❛ hate is a verb. ❜

BOOK III: PETTY EXISTENTIAL CRISES

❛ the sooner you accept your impending expiration, the sooner you can stop trying to swallow the sun. ❜

❛ embrace the inevitable. snuggle with the inevitable. take the inevitable out to a nice, candle-lit dinner. ❜

❛ there are forces outside of your control. most of them don’t care for you. ❜

❛ when it all goes to hell just remember it’s what’s inside that counts (though many would not find you very appetizing). ❜

❛ not all things have significance, which is scary. the things you overlooked tend to have the most, which is scarier. ❜

❛ your teeth are only porcelain, your ribcage simply glass. like all delicate things, they can know no permanence. ❜

❛ in time you’ll learn that “just” and “right” only mean the same thing when they’re coming from very specific people. please don’t cry. ❜

❛ you may not want to change, but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway. ❜

❛ sometimes we put our hearts in the wrong places (what the fuck is it going between your teeth). ❜

❛ nothing can stay. ❜

❛ you can put all the flowers in your mouth that you fucking want, but dying is dying and rot is rot. ❜

❛ loneliness is the fracture that never heals quite right. ❜

BOOK IV: RESOLUTIONS

❛ lay them to rest. ❜

❛ they are there, hovering nervously. you will watch the skies. you will wait. ❜

❛ eat the other. ❜

❛ there will be scrapes and sutures: viciousness and victory. ❜

❛ no loose ends. ❜

❛ a cacophony of awe and joy and terror. ❜

❛ an eye for an eye. a tooth for a tooth. a knife for the ribs. ❜

❛ you will not be swayed by the morally destitute. ❜

❛ decay will feed the bloom. ❜

❛ devour death like crows, for all the feathers between your teeth. ❜

❛ twisting/screaming/uncompromising. every inch. every iota. ❜

❛ once, answers were found in mouths, bathtubs, and bottles. this time around, get inventive. ❜

BOOK VI: AFTER THE FALL

❛ lies you have told yourself: your humanity is the largest burden you will bear. ❜

❛ decorating your meltdowns is all well and good, but a trainwreck is a trainwreck and it might be time to get a paramedic. ❜

❛ they tell you “there i nothing to fear but fear itself,” but you have seen yourself in the mirror. ❜

❛ you may have been gutted but you mouth is soft, your tongue is silver, and your teeth are gemstones cut to size. ❜

❛ it’s less like biting off more than you can chew, and more like dislocating your jaw. ❜

❛ even spectres can tire. ❜

❛ seeing yourself for who you really are would be great if you knew where to start looking. ❜

❛ it pays to kill with kindness when you’re your own worst enemy. ❜

❛ you’re only armed to the teeth because you’re more brittle than you’d care to admit. ❜

❛ your ego cannot afford cremation or caskets. ❜

❛ frequent tastes of your own medicine can get poisonous real quick. ❜

❛ self reflection is important! whether you like what you see is up for debate. whether it can be contained in a dark basement is another matter entirely. ❜

BOOK VII: MAGICK

❛ you are a quiet god, and your hunger is cavernous. ❜

❛ at times your body is simply a prison laid in gold. ❜

❛ death, dust, party, repeat. ❜

❛ devour the monsters and you can call any place home. ❜

❛ you’re only as lucky as your expectations are low. ❜

❛ worse than having too many secrets is having no secrets at all. ❜

❛ if seeing is believing you might be in some trouble. ❜

❛ suspend belief. expel fear. throw reason into a frigid cell, never to be seen again. ❜

❛ killing the monsters is the easy bit. it’s finding them that’s the hard part. ❜

❛ there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters. ❜

❛ a mouthful of ashes bested by a life of smoke and mirrors. ❜

❛ what’s to be gained from the keeping the heaviest of treasures behind your teeth? ❜

#memes???#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ask memes.

my conclusion is that she works with arcane just by. the exact same shit happened to her except it’s not on earth. i don’t even have to compromise alien computers because literally why the fuck not. her school got yoinked up by an alien supercomputer the size of a moon that had been dormant for at least several thousand years with the goal of overriding human biology to turn them into galaxy-conquering beings. she lived in piltover, and now lives in piltover again. literally just the same fucking shit.

#┋☆ YEARBOOK. // ooc.#idk idk idk