*checks My Email At The Club*

𝕨𝕙𝕠      open starter ( limited to three threads, fcfs ) 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖  the pool party 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟    the midst of the evening

she batted the inflatable beach ball before it could hit her face. quinn had no time to build momentum, nor jump, but she could do just enough to stop herself becoming its target. unfortunately for the people near her— the result of her muscle memory and instinct from years of volleyball meant that one of them would be. as the sphere smacked off the back of someone’s head and they started to turn, the short blonde winced. if you were stood close enough, you’d have heard quinn mutter “shit.” under her breath.

Catherynne M. Valente, The Bread We Eat in Dreams; “Mouse Koan”

Florence Pugh promoting ‘Black Widow’ in Paris on July 6, 2021

FLORENCE PUGH as Alice DON’T WORRY DARLING 2022 | dir. Olivia Wilde

ironlvngs·:

      at her response, he holds his hand up to his heart, acting out as though he was pulling a dagger out of his chest, with a grin painted on his lips. he could tell that quinn never trusted him — she was a smart girl, and it didn’t surprise him that she chose not to trust him. but the suspicion grew when greer disappeared, and it got him beginning to wonder if she thought he had anything to do with that. 

    he reaches out his pack of cigarettes, gesturing for her to take one. “ be my guest. i’m curious to see what trick that is — all of mine are limited to dorm room tricks, i’m afraid. ”

               "i   doubt   that."   she   added   while   walking   over,   taking   a   cigarette   from   the   pack   offered.   quinn   gestured   for   link   to   follow   her   and   began   leading   them   away   from   the   main   set   of   lockers   and   around   the   corner   to   a   fully   tiled   shower   area.   there   were   some   cubicles   adjacent   to   the   wall,   for   those   who   craved   privacy,   and   for   those   who   didn't;   a   typical   offering   of   an   open   rectangle   of   densely   packed   riser   rails.   she   twisted   their   dials   one   by   one,   being   careful   not   to   get   splashed,   and   turned   back   to   link   with   a   cheeky   smile   before   sitting   in   the   middle   of   the   short   curb   that   acted   as   a   dam   for   the   run-off.   "blow   your   smoke   towards   the   running   water.   it   dissipates   it   before   it   can   reach   the   alarm   out   there   and   stops   the   smell   from   clinging."

bvwie·:

— 𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙉 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍

WHERE right outside of the linden dorms 

     “ shh, please, be quiet — ” he desperately whispers into his backpack, which was now being carried at the very front of him, with the bag facing wherever he was walking. but it was as if bowie was just talking to a helpless baby animal, the kitten hidden in his backpack only meowed louder back in response. maybe this wasn’t his brightest idea. he stops in his tracks, when he realizes that he was about to walk into someone else. “ shit, sorry — ” and just as he began to apologize, the kitten meowed from the half open bag once again. he looked straight at the person in front of him. “ — don’t mind that, that’s just… my alarm. going off. i like to wake up to meows. ” he says confidently, as though that wasn’t the stupidest strain of words to leave his lips. “ on a very separate, hypothetical note… is it a Big Ogden Crime if i try to sneak a pet into the dorms ? i’m asking for my friend. ” at this point, he’d given up, a grin already making its way onto his lips. 

               quinn   swivelled,   ready   to   apologise   in   return,   when   she   registered   that   it   was   bowie.   she   was   just   about   to   ask   how   his   day   was   going   when   a   noise   escaped   his   bag.   was   that...   a   meow?   she   peered   at   the   backpack.   "alarm,   huh?"   quinn   humoured   him.   "totally   hypothetically   —   kinda.   definitely   a   health   violation.   possibly   a   suspension.   that   wouldn't   be   something   you   were   thinking   of   doing,   would   it?"

         OVERVIEW

NAME: quinn morrison AGE: twenty two GENDER: cis woman PRONOUNS: she / her SEXUAL ORIENTATION: seemingly straight, hasn’t actually confirmed or denied anything ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: demiromantic HEIGHT: 5′3″ and she hates it NATIONALITY: american CURRENT RESIDENCE: her own apartment not far from campus MBTI: intj-t ZODIAC SIGN: cancer MAJOR: pre-med HOBBIES: violin, orchestra, volleyball, baking, knitting, judging SKILLS: organising anything, always has a spare pen, mental arithmetic, makes a great coffee, conversation starter, steady hands, quick reflexes, figure skater, touch typist, speed knitter LANGUAGES: this is quinn’s academic achilles heel, she has basic latin SCARS: none TATTOOS: see her naked and find out TAKES MEDICATION: yes NICKNAMES: quinneth (like kenneth), Q TROPE: the teacher’s pet ADDITIONAL TROPES: here BIRTHDAY: 14th of july, 2000 STAR CHART: here DEGREE: pre-med YEAR: sophomore EXTRACURRICULARS: women’s volleyball captain, sophomore class board, first chair violin in the orchestra, vp of recruitment at tri delt RELATIONS AT OGDEN: the morrison family SIBLINGS: one older paternal half brother, blake jr., one younger sister, slater PARENTS: blake and sade morrison HOMETOWN: noho, manhattan, ny AESTHETIC: a mix of vibrant and pastel academia POSITIVE TRAITS: driven, clever and romantic NEGATIVE TRAITS: stressed, critical and envious INSPIRATION: spencer hastings (pretty little liars) annie edison (community) amy santiago (brooklyn 99) lisa simpson (the simpsons) jal fazer (skins) hermione granger (harry potter series) PINTEREST: here

         QUINN IN THE KITCHEN...

FAVOURITE FOOD: cinnamon buns

GOOD AT COOKING: yes

HOW SO: baking was how she bonded with her mother

LEAVES THE DISHES OUT:  absolutely not

FOOD IN THEIR FRIDGE: vegan protein snacks, eggs, suspiciously organised tupperware, cold brew, milk

DO THEY GET TAKE OUT OFTEN: yes, when it comes to main meals/savoury food she eats out

         LIVING ROOM...

SPENDS THE WEEKENDS: studying as much as she can, duh

WHAT KIND OF MOVIES DO THEY WATCH: she's a sucker for old disney

WHAT DO THEY DO WITH FRIENDS: be the mom of the group mostly

FAVOURITE PASTTIME: knitting / crochet

FAVOURITE TV SHOW: botched

         BATHROOM...

PREPARES IN THE MORNING: wake up with the sun, shower, meditate, coffee

SINGS IN THE SHOWER: she hums

PRODUCTS SMELL LIKE: oranges and cinnamon

ARE THEY CLEAN: yes, though she has been known to let it slip in exam season

TOWELS: pink cotton with a high thread count

         BEDROOM...

SLEEPS: on her back within a strict schedule for eight hours (because even rest can be perfected)

PJS: usually a matching silk camisole and shorts two piece

SOCKS WHILE SLEEPING: yes, knitted ones she makes

DREAMS: barely remembers them

TIDY: yes but she has a housekeeper

ARE THEY AFFECTIONATE: yes

         ATTIC...

WHAT ARE THEY AFRAID OF: being ignored, shame, clowns

BAD MEMORIES: tucked away, hidden and denied

ROLE IN A HORROR MOVIE: the sensible expert who dies in the sequel

HOW DO THEY HIDE THEIR SECRETS: by being the cliché everyone expects

         QUINN'S CHILDHOOD & FAMILY

quinn was born at the height of summer in an exclusive new york private hospital, the first child of her parents' new marriage. she was planned perfectly; exactly eleven months after their wedding ceremony. she has always got on with her mother, both equally studious and stubborn. her father, on the other hand, wanted another son and has never been afraid to make that clear. the spare to the heir, if you will. his first son to his first wife is the apple of his eye. even named after him. this is where quinn's endless need for approval started. it was a stable home but she has never felt like she was enough. several digits of trust fund has made no difference.

           QUINN'S RELATIONSHIP WITH GREER

they were shoved together from the start, being so close in age. it was like the wider family wanted them to be surrogate sisters. this started off great, when their life was simpler, a close childhood bond of two girls with the world at their feet. but as hormones hit, so did resentments. greer became popular and beloved. quinn stayed scholarly and rigid. she worked hard for every piece of credit she got while her cousin just had to smile and bat her lashes. on the outside, they've always been friendly. family is family and nobody fakes it up for the public like the morrison's do. any fight that's happened has been quickly hushed. those who know them better, though, have seen the pointed knives sheathed between honeyed words.

         FACTS

almost always has her nose in a book when alone

the only thing more important than the grind is being the best at it

travelled before enrolling in college

top grades, high achiever, chases knowledge

peak girly

obsessive note taker and stationary collector

fuelled by nootropic mushroom coffee and vegan protein snacks

needs approval like plants need water

second-in-command syndrome

secretly leaves pencil annotations and cute notes in library books

the notion app rules her life

being a morrison, she has money to burn

cooks and bakes to unwind

falls asleep to nature documentaries

         QUINN’S BIOGRAPHY ※ QUINN’S PLAYLIST

OOC

annie, 26, gmt. she/they. no triggers.

coz that’s soooo much cooler.

THE DROPOUT (2022) ⦿ S01E01 “I’m in a Hurry”

𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕠𝕠𝕟

          ———      ⁂      Quinn   grabbed   it;   quickly   turning   and   calling   out   its   owner's   name.   The   library   was   lively   today   and   she   got   a   few   looks.   Still,   none   of   those   eyes   belonged   to   who   she   was   looking   for.   The   sophomore   crossed   her   arms   over   her   chest   and   started   walking   to   the   double-doored   exit.   She   liked   attention.   Not   glares.   Quinn   popped   her   head   past   the   frame,   looking   left,   looking   right.   They   hadn't   gotten   far.  

                                               ❝   Hey!   You forgot this.   ❞