It's gonna be me

[remy-harper-blog]

“That’s what i like to hear what’s your choice of drink?”

[a-cera-blog1]

“I don’t really have one, so surprise me. What’s yours?”

[lxvic]

a-cera:

“Everything around here is gorgeous, have you seen the view?”

“I have! It’s certainly breathtaking.”

[a-cera-blog1]

“That’s the word I was looking for when I was trying to describe this place.”

[remy-harper-blog]

“Are you in or out?”

[a-cera-blog1]

“In of course.”

[remy-harper-blog]

“Who would like to get high and drunk with me?”

[a-cera-blog1]

“That’s like asking if I know how to breathe.”

[theycallhimray]

“What can someone like me do to get in trouble in a place like this, aye?”

[a-cera-blog1]

“Quite about if you’re creative enough.”

[12345678dslhgflajhgf-deactivate]

“Um – e-excuse me? Would you mind helpin’ me out? I’m all sorts of turned around and… well, I’m just looking for a place to pick up some dang clothes.”

[a-cera-blog1]

“I don’t know how much help I can be, but I’ll wander around and try to find somewhere with you?”

[lxvic]

“I never thought that I would be on an Island with so many gorgeous people. Plus, all the amenities are certainly an added bonus.”

[a-cera-blog1]

“Everything around here is gorgeous, have you seen the view?”

[a-cera-blog1]

Acera grew up in a fairly quiet town. She’d never been within a 150 mile radius of any kind of crime, so hearing about what happened at the Dollhouse made her feel uneasy at best. She sat by the bonfire, pale faced and hands shaking, staring blankly at the bonfire. Her eyes didn’t stray from the fire, even as she saw someone sit next to her out of her peripheral vision. “You hear what happened..?” She managed to get out, though she may have been too quiet to be heard.

[a-cera-blog1]

stormsarenamedafterme:

“It’s like, damn, if you want to try me, you can, but it will not end well for you. The number of fingers I’ve broken is too damn high.”

“Or like, at the very least at least ask first. Respect though. Out of curiosity; how many fingers have you broken?”

[a-cera-blog1]

AIDEN.

The only event Acera was particularly interested in was the party at Luxe. The blond stood near the bar, drink in hand, chewing on a straw between sips. She moved slightly along with the music, hips swaying back in forth in the beat. She had just ordered her seventh or eighth drink when she noticed a bright red head down a little bit from her. The liquid courage took hold of her, though she would have done the same thing sober, maybe just a little more graceful. 

“This place is pretty cool, don’t you think?” She asked, taking a stand next to where he was.

@aidencoughlan

[a-cera-blog1]

justxxdanielx:

“That’s a unique name. I like it,” he complimented, “I’m Daniel, a newbie guest at the resort.” He took a sip of his drink, “Tell me about yourself.”

“No fair, it must have been easy for you as a kid to find your name on stuff.” she blurted, blinking blankly for a moment before laughing it off. “Nice to meet you. There’s not much to tell really, what you see is what you get.”

[a-cera-blog1]

justxxdanielx:

Something told him that she’d be an easier prey than expected, but an option he still needed to explore. The drink she’d given him was different than his traditional whiskey, but it would do. “What’s your name?” he asked, turning his attention to her. 

Eye peeked at him past her cup. Something lingering in his gaze, or maybe it was just her. “Acera.” She stated, taking another sip from her solo cup. “Yours?” She asked, turning towards him. 

[a-cera-blog1]

justxxdanielx:

“Oh, I’m very polite,” he promised her, grinning widely at the realization that she’d obeyed him. “Now, please, stay and have a drink with me.” 

She raised an eyebrow, holding her cup towards his in a ‘cheers’ motion before taking a sip of whatever alcoholic drink she was on.

[a-cera-blog1]

marionietta-sicily:

“A couple of hours?” Marionietta raised an eyebrow, amused again. “Why only a couple, if you don’t mind telling me the story that is ?”she asked with interest and a smile. She then have a light laugh, nodding her head whole-heartedly at the girl’s reply. Smiling warmly and satisfyingly at the girl’s introduction, Ri then struck out her hand gracefully and introduced herself as well. “ It’s a great pleasure to meet your Acera and I must admit, you do have a highly unique and pretty name. What’s the meaning behind it?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with interest. “And I’m Marionietta, but you can just call me “Ri”, as most of my friends do. It makes it easier,”she grinned warmly.                                        

“Funny story, actually,” Acera laughed, scratching at the back of her neck. “So when I was in high school, during my senior year a bunch of people had this bright idea to do a class wide dare night. The people who decided to run it came up with the list of dares and they were all worth like, different points and whatever. One of them was to take a nap in a bed at Bed Bath and Beyond, and I decided to do it, and ended up staying for somewhere around 4 hours before someone found me and kicked me out.” Her cheeks tinted a shade of pink explaining the story. “My parents were really into Dungeons and Dragons and I was named after one of their characters.” She smiled sweetly. “Nice to meet you, Ri.”

[a-cera-blog1]

Who is you fc?

Chachi Gonzales! A literal angel. A goddess. A literal ray of sunshine. The love of my life. I want to be her.

[katjamalikov-deactivated2019020]

       Katja sat at the back of the Palace merely watching. Honestly, she was quite impressed that people could actually pull off some of the things they were. Especially with that many people involved. “Wonder how long they can go, and how long it’s going to take for the man on the far right to end up on the floor…”

[a-cera-blog1]

Acera looked over at the girl hearing her speak. She looked back at the man she was talking about, surveying him for a moment or two. “How much has he already had? I give it three more shots.”

[a-cera-blog1]

xitsalways-christmas-timex:

He lifted her hand to his mouth and placed a gentle kiss to the top of it. “Most are. It’s a great marketing strategy that time of year.” A sweet wink was directed at her as he chuckled. Letting her hand go the escort mussed his hair. “It was Acera, right? I was sent to take you to a lovely dinner tonight. A friend at the best restaurant on the resort has a table ready. Do you have a dress or pant suit, or do we need to stop and buy you one?” He was used to clients that rolled in cash, and anticipated this woman to be the same. Though he did budget himself cash for dates and such. Some guests just wanted to be treated like a princess.

She giggled quietly, using her free hand to cover her mouth. “I bet it is.” She smiled, placing her hands in her back pockets once he let hers go. Her head tilted to the side as he spoke, a small ‘oh’ falling from her lips. That sounded nice. Very nice. “Oh, uh, am I supposed to be fancy cause I don’t have much in that department.” She laughed nervously as she walked back to her things. She rummaged around until she found probably the only dress she had.