me, irratably pulling hozier from the bottom of the forest stream he live in, like a moss cloaked ophelia: any new music you mossy flannel wearing bitch or are you still tweeting about how much you love oats
hozier, carefully unbraiding a piece of pondweed from his mysteriously perfect hair, holding his gentle hands out for an entirely black frog to rest in: patience, friend. oats fuel my endeavour to seek out the fae and-
me, forcibly stuffing him back underwater: back you fucking go
entirely black frog: turns its 8 eyes upon you and makes your dick fall off
UM I love fashion???? Hey have some Summer fashion that would fancy your punk persona punksona IDK if that would be canon or not who cares but my hc is that noah, blue and ronan are music snobs and are they kind to tell you anything that is not rock sucks??? idk they are still idiots trying to look cool.
Star girls: loves rose gold and glittery makeup, always down to have fun, thrives on excitement, stands up for their friends, self doubt, a night owl, glowing skin
Moon girls: always appears serene, doesn’t like to reveal true feelings, the mom-friend, knows how to make you feel better, sensitive, may be fake-happy
Sun girls: in love with adventures, obsessed with people they like, easily distracted, tries hard to fit in, likes picnics and roses, radiant smile, loves singing
Cloud girls: cute dimply smiles, can bottle up emotions until they burst, enjoys sunsets and lava lamps, likes creating art and photography, carefree
Rain girls: likes diaries and making playlists, easily anxious, feels at peace among nature, sad resting face, very affectionate, has an eye for aesthetics
look the ideal future is me having a strong girlfriend/wife who can effortlessly swing a sword but i know that future means me staring at her anxiously as she does sick sword stuff and going “babe, is that safe? babe are you sure you should do that? babe please be careful. babe. babe maybe we can just stare admiringly at that sword instead”
future wife: hey look at me throw this axe with devastating accuracy
me, with my heart rate skyrocketing: that’s so hot, honey, but is that, like, really sharp?
