𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 .

dorcas penelope meadowes. xx. former gryffindor

[byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-e-d]

[alwaysruns]

honey ... by kehlani ... is such a mood ...

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KYLAR.

“Look–” Kylar propped his left elbow on his left leg and provided a short exhale. “I’m not saying that you need to think one way or the other. It’s your choice whether or not you want to be in this kid’s life. If you want to be in its life as the mother/father/parent, then your name will go on the birth certificate and I expect that you pull your weight. If not, you’ll have a hell of a time trying to dig your way back in.” By this time, Kylar had pulled back with his hands hanging in the air on either side of his torso. “All I ask is that you carry on with the pregnancy to full-term. Don’t deprive my right to be a father.”

open to: boyfriend/husband, but can be the girl or nb partner version of that (even in ex form :o)

connection: s/o is pregnant but isn’t keen on the idea of having children for x reason.

    annabeth is at a loss,     his words     (     don’t deprive my right to be a father    )     rendering her virtually speechless.     no,     she had not taken his feelings into consideration because the facts of this INCIDENT overshadowed everything else.     it was hers,     until suddenly she realized it was his as well.     the brunette is an intellectual;     she’s well aware it takes two to tango.     but the painful,     tramautizing memories of her own childhood had made it impossible for logic.     until now,     she wasn’t sure she could concieve     . . . what were the chances when her own mother had conjured her up by mere thought     ?     annabeth had no plan for how to deal with a child whose mother was a demi-goddess with VARIOUS enemies     . . .     inherited by its grandmother,     the true goddess.     would this baby have the same misfortune     ?     this innocence that never asked to be brought into their world in the first place     ?     she’ll brush her fingertips against the small bump     . . .     looking into the eyes of an old friend she hadn’t seen in four months.     he had no idea what he’d be getting himself into if she did as he requested.     ‘     a handsome man like you     ?     you’ll have PLENTY of chances,     ky.     date,     get married,    do it right.     but don’t make me go through something i don’t want to do.     ’     in a perfect world,     or even a NORMAL one,     where SHE was normal,    this would be different.     someone to channel her love and wisdom through     . . .     ‘     i don’t want it.     the answer is no.     ’      her tone had to be final;     the last nail in the coffin that would hopefully silence his pleas as she gathers her things to leave.

[raineedayze]

I’m DYING

[paintitallingold]

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when ya torn between seizing the day and wanting to shut yourself in and plot

[quaintrelle-on-the-loose]

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me at me: stop taking on so many threads !!!!

ALSO me at me:

[rp-ask-memes-deactivated2026012]

please reblog if original characters are welcome to your blog.

and no, I don’t mean ONLY if they have a fancy theme with extreme coding. I don’t mean ONLY if they have absolutely zero uniqueness to them or their background. I don’t mean ONLY if they’re popular / have a lot of followers. I don’t mean ONLY if they’re male oc’s. I mean EVERYONE; all original characters that you’re interested in writing with. by reblogging this, you’re letting them know that they don’t have to participate in ELITISM to be good / worthy characters.

[oscar-piastri]

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  annabeth when she’s a ). hangry b ). trying to study/focus in class c ). anytime ???

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COSMO.

( @alwaysruns )

“actually– this is a closed practice. i don’t mind, but i feel like my coach will.” cosmo was sure the other hadn’t intended to end up where she did, but he still wanted to warn her. security was decidedly less approachable. “do you need directions?”

    she’ll push back windswept strands to further observe the other.     an arched brow suggested her annoyance.   ‘     your coach asked me to come.     but by all means,     please continue to waste his time deflecting traffic instead of PRACTICING.     ’     a subtle wave towards the subject of their conversation from her place just a few feet shy of the entrance.     damn,     she abhored being mistaken for a ditz when her inherited and aquired intelligence surpassed even the greatest of minds     . . .     alive or dead.     ‘     and while i admit you couldn’t possibly know,     you’ve drawn the short straw in this case because i am NOT in an amicable mood.      ’

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SELINA.

selina quirks her eyebrow at the other girl before brushing past her to leave the ridiculous scene of the bathroom. “do you have to piss, too?” she asks, wondering why she has a walking, talking shadow all of a sudden. “if you need something, i can just grab it for you.”

   ‘     no,     yeah,      i get that you are a strong,   independent woman that doesn’t need anyone and HEY,     right there with ‘ya.     ’     a wave to emphasize her point.     ‘     but if i don’t get out of this apartment and into fresh air SOON,     i’ll make it that much harder to clean these coins out.     ’     even now,     her stomach twisted into a vengeful knot,     causing her to wince.

[alwaysruns]

when you gotta pick up ur boo from work cause he lent u the car to get starbucks before

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JULIET.

― open !

🌹╰ there is a bit of helplessness in her eyes as she watched them. the other had not been feeling well. sitting by their side, juliet wished there was something she could do. a way to lift their spirits, a way to pull them out of the dark. ❛      would you like me to sing to you? ❜ the girl whispered. a tinge of uncertainty clung to her question. she almost never sang in front of anyone but, she was so desperate to help. ❛ do     do you think that would make you feel better? ❜

    THIS right here could have been avoided if she’d go back home.      but what did that mean     ?     a father who never asked for her existence and a stepmother that despised it   ?     annabeth would rather lay DEAD in a ditch near the road before she subjected herself to that kind of humuliation     !     the pitter patter of harsh rain lulled her in and out of consciousness;     it was the girl’s face that shook her awake.     her lungs felt compressed,     as if her ribs were a giant cage getting smaller and smaller.     a cool rag had been placed across her forehead.     she’ll sink into the bedding following the other’s question.     ‘     are you real     ?     ’

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SELINA. 

selina shoots her roommate a pointed look before dropping her head in defeat. “you really know how to pick your friends,” she grumbles before allowing herself to chuckle at how ridiculous this problem is. how are they supposed to even remove all those pennies? their bare hands? no thanks. “i guess i’ll be peeing at the corner store, instead.”

  ‘     friend     ?     god he wishes     !     a friend of a friend     . . .     of a friend.     ’     she’ll shrug,     taking a swig of a nearby cup.     ‘     that’s not beer.     ’     she frowns and perks up at her roomate’s words.     ‘     wait,     i’ll go with     !     ’

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   ‘     i don’t wanna be your friend,     i wanna KISS your neck !     ’

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CHARLIE.

OPEN

“I LITERALLY hate the world.” The archer is more grumpy than usual, bags beneath his tired eyes that look dull and almost void of any kind of recognisable emotion.

     she’ll snort unapologetically,     dangling her socked feet over the side of some uncomfortable sofa and catching bits of popcorn in her mouth.     ‘     need a stage for all that DRAMA     ?     you have yet to see all the world so how can you say that     ?     ’