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bansheeroleplays:

[text] Hello? Did you forget about me? I’ve been waiting for you to pick me up for an hour!

[text] I just saw a man in a speedo and it reminded me of you. ♥

[text] I swear to drunk I’m not God. Shiit, wait! I fcked up!

[text] Your mom just asked if we’re sexually active. HELP!

[text] Pretty sure your drunk uncle just thought I was a stripper he knew. Not sure if I should feel flattered or grossed out.

[text] Found your shirt in my room. I’m keeping it forever.

[text] Are you getting my texts? Now I know how Anna felt…okay byeeeee.

[text] You really shouldn’t trust me with watching your kid for you.

[text] Okay serious question time. If I was a guy would you go gay for me?

[text] Guess who’s no longer a virgin?

[text] Okay but if you keep singing I Just Had Sex, you’ll never have sex again. Ever.

[text] So I went to buy alcohol for the third time this week and the cashier said he was pretty sure I had a “problem” glad I realized I’m a shopaholic!

[text] Sorry I told your dad he was hot and made things awkward.

[text] I’m hungry, you’re horny. Buy me pizza and I’ll eat it while you fuck me.

[text] I think a six year old just hit on me. I’m scared.

[text] People think I’m a slut, but what’s even funnier is I KNOW I’m one.

[text] I know it’s late, but I just thought about the time we stayed up all night talking. I miss that. I miss you.

[text] I wish you were here, my parents are fighting again.

[text] I’m cold, come cuddle with me.

[text] So I just bumped into your ex. That was interesting.

[text] Did you sleep with [name]? Everyone’s talking about it.

[text] I wish I could hate you. I really wish I could.

[text] Breaking up over text? I’m actually surprised that I can’t say that’s the worst thing you’ve done.

[text] I just need time.

[text] It’s not funny! I wasn’t wearing underwear that day!

[text] I’ve cried too much for you. I can’t do this anymore.

[text] Your mom scares me, I think she can smell my fear.

[text] Was that picture for me? What did I do to deserve that? Because…WOW.

[text] You can’t keep sexting me in class. The only body part of mine I should be raising is my hand!

[text] Oh, by the way. You should have kissed me goodbye.

#[ ask meme; ]

ctrldemona:

desdemona emits a sigh of relief upon realizing the person she had run into was far more lax than most. “i’m still getting used to this whole ordeal where i break the law just by breathing. everything was pretty boring before this– i don’t think i’ve ever even ran a red light,” she muses, tucking stray hairs behind her ear. “really, if i could create something unhealthy, i would. i’d like to think that life out here would be much easier if i had the power to create a nice, medium rare out of trees, but alas, the universe isn’t that kind.”

brie laughs and shrugs, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “although I’m still getting used to being shunned for my powers as well, I’m no stranger to the life of an outlaw, my friend. if you need any tips on how to remain classy and unnoticed while still doing illegal shit, i’m your girl.” she chuckles again as if it’s just a joke, but it’s a very real part of her personal history. instead of dwelling on it though, she was able to focus on the food aspect of their conversation. “so, that’s your power then? you create stuff? hm. it’d definitely be nice if you could create more fattening food then, but alas, the universe definitely does not seem to be in our favor.”

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: desdemona ]

pyrjae:

It’d be better if you didn’t kept your distance, I know you’re trying to help me but I actually value people’s lives and I rather not hurt you.” jae kept his eyes trained on the ground sighing softly before looking towards the sky to blink back the burning in his eyes before standing shoving his hands in his pockets. “I just have to deal with it, I’ve been doing it all my life.” He punctuated his sentence with a shrug as he kicked a loose rock in a random direction.

brie sighed and nodded her head, looking down at the skirt she was wearing and picking at the black leather material awkwardly. “right, well, can’t exactly say I didn’t try,” she muttered quietly, still warmly, albeit a little bitterly. it wasn’t often that people refused to get to know her power and it offended her for some reason that she couldn’t fully understand.

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: jae ]

salcmon:

“I did befriend a lion once,” he spoke, shy and reserved as if he wasn’t sure the story had a place in their conversation. It wasn’t as if he thought he wasn’t allowed to speak, occasionally he just worried that the words he said would fall on deaf ears or not become interesting enough. “My father and me went to Africa on holiday, we ended up on a safari ride and I sneaked away for quite some time because I was around the lions.” He remembered it finely, though he didn’t want to speak about how his power was spectacular, something to marvel at with interest. He never used it for the idea of helping humanity, much rather helping the animals that needed his assistance. Nathan offered a smile as he nodded, remembering the fondness of his father and the warmth of his personality. “He was quite spectacular, he could control metal and bend it to his whim. Ironically, he decided to become a blacksmith. He ended up becoming quite the name around where I grew up.” He minded not his furry friend, his eyes searching for somewhere for the three of them to eat at.

if there was anything other than her power as well as pole dancing and sex that brie was excellent at, it was knowing when a certain line of conversation had been closed for business. for whatever reason, she could tell that talking about his power in reference to humans made nathan uncomfortable. so, instead of dwelling on it, she dropped it. although, she did still think that the potential of greatness he could do with his power was incredible. instead, she smiled at his recounting of his adventures with his father and lions in africa. “sounds amazing. I’ve never been to africa. i’ve never even been to half of the states in the US, in fact.” she shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant about that fact, even though it actually really bothered her that she never had many of the opportunities that a lot of her peers had in their lifetimes. brie laughed loudly as nathan told him that his father had the power of metalbending and became a blacksmith. “that’s hilarious. and all I did was become a stripper,” she mentioned and then immediately regretted it. brie wasn’t usually ashamed of her profession, but she’d be a fool not to realize that many people looked down on it and she didn’t know how nathan would take it specifically. thus, she felt a bit silly and slightly self-conscious that she’d just blurted it out like that. “a-anyway, it’ll be a challenge finding a restaurant that will let all three of us eat.”

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: nathan ]

pyrjae:

Jae chuckled shaking his head, “yeah I can keep from going completely pyro if I think about r hard enough. But the fact that I can’t express my emotions with out my hands smoking or my arms turning black is a problem. What happens when someone makes me mad while I’m in public? Or working ? Then what? It’s dangerous…” he could feel himself getting riled up again but decided against suppressing it. Letting the smoke waft from his hands shaking his head

Brie listened intently once again and sighed softly, feeling so much pain in her own heart for this troubled boy beside her. “I really wish that I could do something to help... I mean... maybe I can. I’ve had a lot of practice with my own power and I use it, primarily, for good. To help people. I want to try to do the same for you, Jae. If you’ll let me.” She watched out of the corner of her eye as the smoke emitting from Jae’s hands wafted past her face.

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: jae ]

vegaparson:

Upon entering the room and hearing the fowl remarks Vega just scoffed. “The small bird finally cackles–” She said in return as she approached her. “You do know people like me don’t knock–we’re wanted anywhere, sweetie. What’s got you so pissy anyway? Do I need to fuck someone up?” She asked her tone less snobbish, and more protective. Taking a seat on the edge of the girls bed she reached out and placed her hand along her leg.

for some reason, in her haste, brie must have missed that it was vega who had invaded her space causing her to feel a bit guilty for blowing up on her like she had. although, she knew for a fact that vega could take the abuse. vega became a fast friend on this journey, which was a rarity in itself for someone like brie. as compassionate as she was, she didn’t trust easily, her guard almost always shielding her at full force. but, she and vega had a lot in common and although she sensed inner turmoil in her aura--and despite vega being a total spoiled brat--she still cared a lot about the other girl and was able to let down her walls around her. “hey, gorgeous. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap on you like that. but in what world am I a small bird?” she chuckled weakly and wiped her tears, shaking her head at the girl’s question. “nah, babe. just thinking about my sisters again,” she murmured quietly, handing vega the pictures she’d been looking at. “I miss the hell out of them...”

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: vega ]

thepowerofgrunge

Criminal | Fiona Apple

#[ musings; ]

themusicismymasterr

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Criminal - Fiona Apple (Tidal, 1996)

#[ about brie ]#[ likes: music ]

blxxdman:

Aaron stood around the games and rides on the boardwalk and felt no sort of thrill whatsoever. The only thng enjoyable was the way he could feel people’s blood rushing through their veins, the loud heartbeat… so chaotic. All of this around him, and he couldn’t do anything because of the person he was with. He didn’t want to show the people who had grown to be his family the cruel power he had been cursed with. The lust he oh-so-wished to relieve. He turned to the person, his face still blank and mumbled, “wow, that was fun.”

brie didn’t know how to feel around aaron--not that she truly had a choice. being an empath, she felt everything he felt, and then some. she’d be lying if she said his power didn’t scare her. she’d never encountered someone with hemokinesis before and it left her with so many unanswered questions and uneasiness. what did aaron use his power for? was it to hurt people? what did he gain from having it? was there even a way to use it for good? thankfully, though, brie’s power allowed her to sense that aaron didn’t want this blood lust, that it cursed him, haunted him. and, naturally, brie wanted to help soothe that inner turmoil he felt. “I know you’re not having fun, aaron,” she told him pointedly.

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: aaron ]#hi!! this is my baby brie :3

misuniisms:

Misun was sat in a deserted outside area of a remote looking cafe as he pulled out his journal and began noting down some thought logs of his mind reading progress, he was so tuned into his work, he barely noticed when someone sat down opposite him and took a bite of his lunch, being the mother hen type he was used to it anyways, briefly glancing up he acknowledged their presence with an action before realizing in his mind that he had done, he shook his head at himself and gently closed the book shut as he gave the other his full attention. “ Sorry love, you wanted my help with something ? ”

brie gasped, her stomach dropping when she got caught with a face full of the boy’s lunch, cursing herself for not only getting caught, but stealing a bite in the first place. brie should’ve known better than to think that she would be able to take a bite unnoticed. in her defense though, her power allotted her with the notion that the other wouldn’t mind. she swallowed the bite and licked her lips clean of the crumbs and residue, laughing awkwardly. “no, I--not really, I kinda just wanted a bite of your food, which you’ve obviously already figured out. i’m sorry, that was so rude of me, but I honestly couldn’t help myself. it looked so good!”

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: misun ]

sooklmao:

“tch” she looked down at the small bag that fell from her arms. she looked down at them, a childish pout on her lips, she’d helped out the baker down the street with some small chores and got compensated with the cookies that’d been broken or iced wrong. she certainly didn’t complain, but the small plastic bags were a bit of a hassle to carry. she bent slowly, an arm reaching out to pick up the small bag before she got back up, looking around once, twice to make sure no other bags had dropped before continuing to walk back, it wasn’t until the F O R T H time the bag fell that she let out a frustrated sound, looking around for the first person she saw, “hey- ah, can you get that?”

brie watched the girl struggle to keep the small bags of cookies in her hands and couldn’t help but laugh softly. for once, not in a teasing way, but because she found the scene to be endearing. the girl was cute and seemed harmless and innocent, but judging by the fact that she was advanced just like the rest of the outlaws, brie knew there was probably some inner fire bubbling below the surface and that’s what really drew brie to help her. “depends, what’s in it for me?” she teased, quirking a challenging brow at the other girl. “do I get a cookie, too?”

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: sook ]

empatheticshane:

Shane tugged on the hand of the person next to him and smiled impishly. “Follow me, we’re going on an adventure~” He said softly, his smile transforming into a grin. Something about the cooler weather brought out the playful kid in him. Maybe he’d get lucky and find himself a nice snowbank to make snow angels in. The thought caused his pale skin to flush and quickly, he withdrew his hand. “Sorry.” He mumbled.

brie tensed initially when she felt her hand being not only grasped, but tugged and turned with the intention to fight until she saw the warm, whimsical grin on the boy’s face, causing her to smile in kind. as she looked at the boy, she was immediately overwhelmed with emotions like childlike wonder, nostalgia, and unbridled joy. it made her feel warm even in the midst of the harsh weather. she shook her head when the boy released her hand sheepishly and reached out to take his again. “no, wait, I’d love to go on an adventure. let’s go!”

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: shane ]

salcmon:

Nate always held his powers close, something to be cherished as his father taught him the moment that he presented as having something that made him different. His mother didn’t understand it, but that was fine, not everyone would. He found people who did, met people who cherished their own powers. “It is a nice power, it isn’t quite powerful, I’m afraid,” he said as he bashfully ducked his head. Rocket took up picking anything he could find out of Nathan’s hair, which the man didn’t mind. He meant to ask what her power was, but he was distracted by the way that she spoke his father’s last words, causing a small smile to come to his lips as it was slightly melancholy. “It means to stay strong for me. He always told me that, because he was so proud of what we were, perhaps that’s why I don’t live my life ashamed about being isolated from the world around us.” He continued walking as he grabbed Rocket suddenly, holding him against his chest as the raccoon squirmed before deciding to settle against his chest with a grunt.

brie nodded in agreement with nathan as he called his power nice. it certainly was. she shook her head and shrugged as he said it wasn’t quite powerful though, figuring that he probably thought it wasn’t useful. “I’d have to disagree with that, nate. you can communicate with our animal brothers and sisters. that’s extraordinary. especially in the case of the ones that are commonly feared--like spiders, snakes, wildcats, etc. you know what their intentions are, what they’re thinking. you could save lives with your power by being the bridge between humans and animals and helping them learn not to fear each other,” she spoke passionately, excited about the possibilities of nate’s power and hoping she could see such instances come to fruition. she listened to nate speak about his father and smiled at him yet again, feeling a warmth bloom in her chest as he spoke about him with such admiration and respect. “wait, what you both were? your father was advanced too?” she asked quietly, her eyes glimmering with curiosity and wonder. “wow... I always wondered what it’d be like if my parents had powers too. he sounded like a wonderful man,” she mused, before giggling as rocket reluctantly settled against nate’s chest.

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: nathan ]

jayfck:

feeling a light tap against their shoulder, jay’s head snapped up, eyes adjusting to the harsh light. when everything became clear, all they could offer was a curt nod towards the barista and a small smile towards the other person. “thanks. i mean, i would’ve woken up eventually, but that’d take forever, i suppose.” not knowing hat else to say, the cup was then coming contact with their bottom lip and the drink was being downed in small gulps.

"you’re welcome.” she chuckled as they went on to say that they would’ve taken forever to wake up. “my sentiments exactly, and although I can admit waking you up was somewhat of a self-indulgent thing, I also didn’t want you to have to suffer the embarrassment of accidentally drooling all over the counter or something.” as they began to drink, she gently stepped ahead of them in line, excusing herself as she did, and ordering a blueberry muffin from the barista.

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: jay ]

mvsclemcmory:

‘ so … where are we now ? ’ the tall, so often imposing boy, was bent over ( somewhat awkwardly ) – his arms and chin resting on the back of the chair he was sitting on.

“we’re in myrtle beach, south carolina. in a rundown, abandoned apartment building. last I checked, anyway,” brie answered, as she studied the tall man in front of her, her eyes slowly and observantly sweeping over the whole of his lengthy frame.

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: spencer ]

#[ ooc; ]

chenmcrk:

“Luxury of what?” He asked interested and decided normal speed was good before he choked himself with the food. “Where you’d come from? I came from Richmond.” He said not really caring if the other wanted to know or not.

“the luxury of always having enough to eat... or something to eat at all,” she admitted with a soft sigh, avoiding eye contact as memories of her childhood flooded her mind. “las vegas,” she answered, daring to look at him again.

#[ interactions; ]#[ int: mark ]

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