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first period slips by in school - induced stupor . . . his exhaustion turned physical , a wet blanket weighing him down. he sits with one eye open , head wobbling on one tired palm as the teacher drones her horrible drone – her words filling his daydreams with protons and electrons , chemistry lesson taking form and sneaking its way in - between ideas of hopeless romance and horrible heartbreak – ready to be lost upon waking.
✩ – ❝ CAN I COPY OFF OF YOU REAL QUICK ? ❞ ( @mercuerial )
the words seem to float just out of reach – something foreign in this world of dreams. he blinks at them – once , then twice – head raising towards them until it falls out of his palm onto the desk with a terrific thud. and just like that the spell is broken , silence spreading like a disease as his cheeks flush red , hot as he hides against the desk’s chilly surface. ( a child’s trick : they can’t see me if i can’t see them. ) it’s not until the droning resumes that he turns to fake his waker , cheeks still aflame. ❝ i – copy what ?? ❞
School-Related Sentence Starters
Part two here: ( x ).
Everyday
“Did we have homework?”
“Please be my lab partner.”
“Can I borrow a pencil?”
“I really don’t want to talk in front of the whole class…”
“Can I copy off of you real quick?”
“Do you think the teacher is hot?”
“It’s not cheating. It’s just teamwork.”
“Do you think the new kid is hot?”
“Pretty sure the teacher is out to get me…”
“You are…so dumb…”
“Was Shakespeare gay?”
“Please tell me you didn’t start the project either.”
“If I do it at the last minute, then I’ll have a minute.”
“Can I borrow your notes?”
“This class is so boring…”
“Am I in the right classroom?”
“Someone drew a dick in my textbook.”
“Do you know where the nurse’s office is?”
“Someone put a picture of Shrek in my locker.”
“I can’t wait to graduate…”
“Meet me in the bathroom/gym/locker room later. I need to tell you something.”
Exams
“I forgot about the midterm.”
“I’m gonna FAIL.”
“Shut up! You always say you’re going to fail, and then you get an A.”
“Please help me study.”
“If I don’t pass, my parents are going to KILL me.”
“Do you ever think about how studying is just ‘student’ and ‘dying’ put together?”
“I live at the library now.”
“Do you need help with the chapter?”
“I don’t even know what I don’t know.”
“I’m afraid that they’ll revoke my scholarship.”
“I HAVE to be at the top of the class.”
“Do you even know how to read?”
“I don’t even get the Sparknotes…”
“Maybe I’ll be okay if I pick A for every answer…I have to get an A, right?”
“I don’t need to go to college anyway.”
“Sleep is for the weak.”
“I just did 200 practice problems. I forgot my own name.”
“I remember that shrimp can see more colors than we can, but I don’t remember the vocabulary words for the test.”
“Your notes are just doodles.”
Lunchtime
“What’s for lunch?”
“Please trade lunches with me.”
“I dare you to fling your peas at the principal.”
“There’s NO way I’m eating that.”
“All I have are skittles and an old Oreo.”
“I would kill for a taco right now.”
“Lunch is the only class I can do well in.”
“There’s pizza today.”
“Is that a bug in your sandwich?”
“Ugh, this is expired.”
“Is this seat taken?”
“I can’t eat that, I’m on a diet.”
“Did you make this?”
“If you give me a dollar, I’ll love you forever.”
“I made brownies.”
“Let’s eat outside today.”
“Do you think we could get pizza delivered to the school?”
“You’re in my seat.”
“These freshmen think that they can just take our table…”
Gym
“I can’t run for my life.”
“Don’t throw the ball at me!!”
“Why do you look so red?”
“I’m DYING.”
“It’s just sports! What could go wrong?”
“I can’t run anymore.”
“Your team is going DOWN.”
“Are you okay?!”
“You really suck at this, don’t you?”
“Think fast!”
“Is that the best you can do?”
“I dare you to race me.”
“I think the gym teacher is a supersoldier.”
Uniforms / Clothes
“I HATE these pants/skirts.”
“Do you think anyone would notice if I wore pajamas?”
“I haven’t washed my gym clothes in a week…”
“I should be allowed to wear whatever I want.”
“Can you believe they called my outfit ‘inappropriate’?!”
“I’m so sick of seeing (school color).”
“I wear this uniform in my dreams. I mean, in my nightmares.”
“Those are the most hideous shoes I’ve ever seen.”
“Do you think her/his girl/boyfriend got her that?”
“Did your boy/girlfriend really buy you that?”
“Class rings are overrated.”
“We should totally get matching hoodies.”
“What show/movie is your shirt from?”
“I can see your underwear.”
Detention
“Wanna skip?”
“I can’t believe I’m in here.”
“Welcome, prince(ss)! Is this your first time?”
“That teacher DESERVED to be cursed out, okay?”
“I didn’t even do anything wrong…”
“Fuck the police.”
“They put me in here just for being late…”
“Did you actually bash the principal’s car?”
“A little thing like you managed to beat the crap out of someone?”
“You look like you don’t belong in here.”
“This is prison.”
“I tried to stab a kid with a pencil.”
“They think I’ll learn my lesson in here? I’m going to do it again.”
“All I did was a little graffiti.”
“I’m taking a nap.”
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♡ ❛❛ WHY NOT ? ❜❜ giddy thing, manic & fluttering on the poised tips of saddle shoe toes, lux challenges the given with the natural charm of her simple syrup smile. the congested hall around them carries along, bumping & chattering aimlessly below side long glances * wirt’s chastising is burdened with little weight, washed out with the tide. ❛❛ it’s not like i pulled it that hard — you are such a baby. ❜❜ spritette kicks at the side of his shoe as her usual resolve returns to stultified countenance. ❛❛ what are you having for lunch ? ❜❜
❝ just –– because . . . ! ❞ teen - hood brought under scrutiny, cheeks flushing as a sudden awareness is brought to every movement he makes : opening his lunchbox to check its contents now an act of courage, the way his hands fidget a moment too long with the zipper a deathblow. ( outcast cast in, schoolmate’s attention brought simply by proximity to lux ) but at last contents are revealed, animal crackers and juicebox, peanut butter and jelly carefully cut into the shape of a heart. ❝ ugh . . . i got greg’s lunch again. ❞ insult added to injury, any lingering daydream of the romantic hero finally crushed. ❝ why ? what are you having ? ❞

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If dreams can’t come true, then why not pretend?
wirt really does play around a lot with the idea of him being some romantic hero and that image of himself is always at war with his low self esteem and lack of any real identity
❝ i mean –––––––– i don’t see what’s the big deal with me not wanting to join marching band ! can’t a guy just have a hobby ? just because i like the play clarinet doesn’t mean i want to give up every friday night to play for a bunch of bored parents and kids buying snacks . i just ––– ugh !! i’ve told him like ten times and he won’t stop hounding me about it . ❞ mr . gloom and doom , always so negative . unwilling to ever believe the best of people . ❝ you get where i’m coming from , right ? ❞ / @skeptling
Episode 9: Into The Unknown
❝ you have got to stop doing that !! ❞ out of sight , out of mind : a phrase that has defined his last year . one spent avoiding attention –– avoiding the sharp eyes and even shaper words that seemed to define high school . a year spent building a shell around himself . ( better to be lonely than to be a laughing stock . ) and yet now that shell has a crack , thanks to none other than lux lisbon . ❝ i just ––– it’s one thing for us to hang out after school but you can’t just run up to people and pull their hair out of nowhere ! i ––– that’s not okay !! ❞ / @stohnefox

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wirt’s a pretty solid b- / c+ student and i’m not budging on that
the body sentence starters ↪ all taken from stephen king’s 1983 novella. alter as you see fit
“the most important things are the hardest things to say.”
“it happened a long time ago… although sometimes it doesn’t seem that long to me.”
“you four-eyed pile of shit!”
“drop dead in a shed, fred.”
“you guys want to go see a dead body?”
“my balls crawled up so high i thought they was trying to get back home.”
“there used to be a bridge, but there was a flood. a long time ago. now there’s just the train-tracks.”
“did you ever hear of such a fucked-up family?”
“he’s a real asshole, ain’t he?”
“man, you shoulda seen your face. oh man, that was priceless. that was really fine. my fucking-a.“
“you know that she thinks wearing glasses would spoil her pretty face.”
“besides, it’s spooky sleeping out at night in the woods.”
“a train-dodge, dig it? what’s trucks after a fuckin’ train-dodge?”
“'i’m gonna kill him. at least give him a fat lip.”
“go anywhere you want, but don’t go here.”
“he won’t live to be twice the age he is now.”
“i dream about that every now and then.”
“don’t call me any of your mother’s pet names.”
“i don’t shut up, i grow up. and when i look at you i throw up.”
“are you some kinda smartass?”
“okay, that’s it. that’s it, that’s the end, i’m gonna kill you.”
“let’s get away from this asshole before i puke.”
“talk is cheap.”
“hey, if i spoiled your good time, i’m sorry.”
“jesus christ. what a fuckin’ bedtime story.”
“most town names are stupid. you just don’t think so because you’re used to ‘em.“
“when you don’t know what happens next, that’s the end.”
“no, man. don’t say that. don’t even think that.“
“what’s asshole about wanting to be with your friends?”
“i know about you and your folks. they don’t give a shit about you.“
“but kids lose everything unless somebody looks out for them.”
“if your folks are too fucked up to do it then maybe i ought to.”
“but kids lose everything unless somebody looks out for them and if your folks are too fucked up to do it then maybe i ought to.”
“'cause you’ll just be another wise-guy with shit for brains.”
“i know what people think of my family in this town. i know what they think of me and what they expect.”
“all they give a fuck about is whether you behaved yourself in grammar school and what the town thinks of your family.“
“but maybe I’ll try to work myself up. i don’t know if i could do it, but i might try.“
“i want to go someplace where nobody knows me and i don’t have any black marks against me before i start.“
“people drag you down.”
“i say i wanna go look for it, then i’m gonna go look for it! i wanna see it! i wanna see the ghost! i wanna see it.”
“it’s hard to make strangers care about the good things in your life.“
“i was thinking of something else, that’s all.”
“what am i doin’ here, anyway?”
“well what the fuck do you know about this?”
“i’ll give you one chance to just blow away. i don’t give a fuck where. Just make like a tree and leave.”
“kid, whatever your name is, get ready to reach down your fuckin’ throat the next time you need to pick your nose.”
“suck my fat one, you cheap dime-store hood.”
“i’m gonna break both his fuckin’ arms.”
“you’ll go to jayyy-ail.”
“where do you want it, [name]? arm or leg? i can’t pick. you pick for me.”
“but i know how you’re going to come out of this, motherfuck.”
“you dig me?”
“oh, why don’t you go home and fuck your mother some more?”
“stick with me, man.”
“i’m not going to forget it, if that’s what you’re thinking. this is big time, baby.”
“be seeing you.”
“maybe he knew this was gonna happen. what a fuckin’ creepshow, i’m sincere.”
“you lousy rubber chicken.”
“if people ask where we were, we’ll say we went campin’ up on [place name] and got lost.”
“well, seeya in school on wednesday. i think i’m gonna sleep until then.”
“i’m gonna toot home and see if mom’s got me on the ten most wanted list.”
“you bet they’ll tell. but not today or tomorrow, if that’s what you’re worried about. it’ll be a long time before they tell, i think. years, maybe.”
“i didn’t think of it just like that. you see through people, [name].”
“i’m never gonna get out of this town.”
“don’t let me see you around, dipshit.”
“do you think they will respect you? they will laugh and call you stupid-fool.”
“i didn’t know them. really.”
“i’m sorry i couldn’t stay with you, [name], but i had pies in the oven.”
“friends come in and out of your life like busboys in a restaurant, did you ever notice that?”
“if you go out alone you’re a hero. take somebody else with you and you’re dogpiss.”
“fuck gerunds.”
“if he had drowned, that part of me would have drowned with him, i think.”
“i drove out of town, parked, and cried for him. cried for damn near half an hour, i guess.”
“a lot of the critics think what i write is shit.”
“my story sounds so much like a fairytale that it’s fucking absurd.”
“i wonder if there is really any point in what i’m doing.”
❝ erm ––––––– maybe don’t touch that . . . ❞ item is gingerly taken and placed away from any accidental touches ( for her own safety more than the object’s , he’s sure ) the wad of already chewed gum and aluminum foil that may once have resembled a frog better left out of sight and out of mind . ❝ that was greg’s by the way , not mine . though you probably could have guessed that on your own . . . i promise i’m not into making gum sculptures ( i mean i guess if it was modern art ––– ? ) you know what , forget i said anything . ❞ / @salmns
woe incarnate : a boy formed not from flesh and bone but from guilt and grief ( barely a boy and more of a beast ) and that’s what he is now , isn’t it ? a beast , the beast ––– his soul tied to the lantern , a flame just waiting to be snuffed . and yet a flame protected , fed . in the hands of one he trusts the most . he shifts as the soft crunching of snow reaches his ears ( a movement human but not ) eyes scanning the bright white landscape . watching , waiting . . . and then there , a flash of light . the lantern and its bearer . ❝ ––––––––– beatrice . ❞ / @perignotus
❝ i mean , i guess it was scary but it wasn’t . . . that scary ? ❞ easy to say when he was exciting the dark of the theatre into the blinding sun of a summer’s day . though the real frights were sure to come that night , when every creek of a floorboard or tap tap tap of a branch against the window would send his heart plummeting into his stomach . but for now he is all big talk and false bravado , a scaredy cat turned critic . ❝ the premise was good , but it was way too gore - y . and couldn’t they have just run from the axe murderer ? i’m all for suspension of disbelief but come on . ❞ / @bleuebird

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* creepy location meme: part 2
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a cornfield guarded by a scarecrow
a classroom floor buried under shards of glass
the place where hope dies
the inside of a ransacked cabin
decrepit train tracks
a sleepy town where shrieks trail every step
the bathtub overflowing with blood
a babbling brook where bone white hands slice through the water
returning nightmare
an attic full of mannequins
a storage room stocked with food
the four walls of a waiting room
a congested subway filled with troubled whispers
a room of gore and terror
top of a mountain
it’s not something i’ve settled on yet but i think the idea of wirt having primarily lived with his father after his parent’s divorce up until maybe a year / a year and a half before the events of canon ( long enough for him to have settled in to living with his mother / gotten used to school ) i think this explains some of wirt’s general reluctance and bitterness over being a brother, as it’s something he hasn’t quite gotten used to yet, as well as some of his bitterness towards what are probably just his stepdad’s attempts to bond with him