posts tagged #;;headcanon

Through the mist and the thick foliage of the low hanging trees, a pair of golden eyes glinting under what was left of the sun met those that were of cerulean. They held for what seemed like an age, neither finding themselves able to tear their gazes away as eventually their hands found each other’s and their lips collided in the rush of the moment. Never, ever look away.

Cross my heart and hope to die…

Zoey has never been able to see a promise all the way through. There have been rare moments for those rare people, but they don’t come often and she doesn’t really see the point. How many people have broken their promises to her and how many have kept them? She wouldn’t even need to count them down on two hands for there aren’t even enough people for one. What is the point in a promise?

… stick a needle in my eye.

Always just a little too far out of my reach…

Zoey falls too hard, too fast, and that is a fact. She’s a naive lover, foolishly believing the lies and the tales that they spin for her and choosing to ignore the obvious details. Sure, they flash like warning lights in the back of her mind, but why should she bother worrying about them when she’s in a good place? It’s probably a good thing that she hasn’t officially involved herself with anyone this past year or so because it’s given her time to clear her mind and close herself off.

Reality.

Everything’s just a little bit off to Zoey, and it sends her into this wild state of ‘on the brink of insanity’. She swears that her dreams are more real than the actual world around her. Which makes her take drugs. Which makes things worse because she can’t separate one thing from another and she gets confused. Muddled. Disoriented. She herself is a bit of a delirious being, really. There’s no denying that.

The best friend.

Who would have thought that someone that was once so close to you could be your ultimate downfall? Liam was torture to her. He may have been an idiot, but his idiocy was to the extreme. If he found something that she liked then he would set out to destroy it and for many years, she let him. He had her wrapped around his little finger and she would do his bidding because he knew everything about her and he could destroy her world if he really wanted to. Even now, he continues to wreak havoc in her life. Coming to her in dreams and drug-induced hallucinations.

Well, as he always used to say… keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

Without a doubt…

As far as Zoey’s concerned, there will always, always be an end. It doesn’t matter what she does, who she meets, how much this person/ object/ being/ etc. will mean to her. As far as she is concerned, as long as there is a start, there is a finish. Apart from, you know… Those essays and projects she was supposed to hand in the other week because she’s absolutely forgotten about those.

| Scorpio | ISTP | Choleric | Hunter | Slytherin | Wolf | Psychopathy | 11/30 | Right Brain Dominated | Dominant |

AMMOLITE:  how lucky or unlucky my use is

Like with everyone else, it fluctuates. Zoey has moments where her luck doesn’t seem to exist at all. They’re bleak and terrifying and more often than not she’ll try to find some external way to escape them. Her lucky moments — such as now, you could say — are so much brighter and she welcomes them. Overall, her luckiness seems to be overriding the unlucky. For now, at least.

CARNELIAN: an art-related headcanon

She is artistic. Dear God, is she artistic. She wrote and drew her graphic novel entirely on her own and that is something that fans have complimented her about. While she doesn’t always show up to her Graphic Design lessons (purely because she feels like she doesn’t have to), the ambition and love is there. Whether you class it as a guilty pleasure of whatever, it is a passion of hers almost as much as performing is.

IOLITE: my muse’s drinking habits

… are almost certainly as bad as her smoking and drug habits. She will drink anything because she isn’t fussy, but she hardly ever goes for the more floaty cocktails. And by that, she means the ones with the fancy names that she can never seem to remember. A drink is a drink, why do they have to be hyped up with extra words? They all consist of the same thing, more or less, so there’s not much difference there. She’s the same with coffee, really. Drinks at least four times a week and doesn’t think of it as something irregular because it’s been such a consistent part of her life for so long.