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@consultingkingspider
don’т тнeιr ѕcreaмѕ,
мaĸe a вeaυтιғυl нarмony?
                                                               I could listen to them all day.
Did you miss me?
I know, I've been gone forever. I'm sorry. I suck. But I want to try to be back! So if you want to start up a new thread, revive an old one, or whatever then come say hi~
I saw a fox by the rabbit hole.
Richard had been dating the lovely Molly Hooper for quite some time now, or rather, his character had. He went by the name of Jim, which as he grew more attached, felt stranger and stranger each and every time it would leave her mouth. If they were ever to get intimate, which Richard very much hoped they would once they were both ready, being called by his brother’s name would be as awkward as it was humiliating. He’d focus on taking things one step at a time.Â
About to walk his way to the tube from their most recent date, he receives the ding of a text message, reaching into his pocket to retrieve his phone. What he reads from there makes his face go pale, and all giddiness from the closure of another perfect date is wiped away within a few short seconds. To sum things up, he would be heading for his brother’s flat. Richard had made yet another mistake, this time, in getting too close.
His steps are fast paced, rushing immediately up the block and onto Conduit Street when arriving at his tram destination. From there he knocks with a shaking fist, heart pounding in a rhythm that rang quicker than the sound of knuckle to wood.
When Jim opened the door, it was painfully obvious how angry he was. Immediately he grabbed the man's arm and yanked him in to the flat. "You insult me by sneaking behind my back. Didn't you know I'd find out?! I always, do Richard." Jim led him to the sitting room so he could shove him to the couch, though he simply paced. "Over some pathetic girl. Over Molly. I always thought better of you, and your tastes. That was stupid of me. I should know you can't do a bloody thing you're told to." His voice was near shouting, unable to hold the anger in. "She is part of the plan, Richard, not your girlfriend." When his eyes landed on Richard, they were flashing dangerously. "You're mine."
The Spider and his Bear
"Of course. I came all the way from Russia to play maid to a madman." Nonetheless, she got up to scrub clean the mess she’d tracked in. When she was done, she went to sit back down but was met by an envelope in her spot. “Damn." After thumbing through it briefly, she went to gather what she’d need for this job. It was nothing too difficult- kidnap a past due client and bring him back so that Jim could talk to him.
Jim didn't bother coming face to face with her again until she'd finished the job- some two hours later. When she returned, there were scratches on her cheeks that told him the client had put up a fight. How interesting.
Jim sat quietly across from the bound man, simply watching his struggle, fight, and spit. People were such animals when they were backed in to a corner. It was absolutely disgusting. With a small nod, he sent Misha off to collect her torturing tools.
Well I'm going to go on Omegle for some roleplays. If you guys want to come anonymously roleplay with me, come find me.
tags; severich, morancest, jimcest, mormor, cherik, omegaverse, consultingkingspider
Send me a url and i'll answer the following questions:
Do I rp with them: Do I want to rp with them:Â Do I follow them:Â My opinion on them:
I feel terrible that I have so much trouble responding to all of my drafted replies. So much so that I think it might be better if I don’t keep certain threads active for over a day. It’s my own damn fault for having the attention span of a plastic cube but I feel like I’m letting a lot of people that look forward to my responses down, especially if I can’t follow up to half of the starters I’m given.
RP partner submit sheet
This is just out of courtesy, but as one of your RP partners there are a few things I want to know about you!
Time Zone:
Name of Mun
NSFW allowed:Â
Triggers:
Thread vs Ask:
Type of relationship you want between our muses:
The Spider and his Bear
The woman nodded and tossed a small notebook at him- of which she’d had in her pocket. “There," she mumbled before taking a long swig from the bottle. “Send Sebastian to do footwork next time. Too boring for me." Of course she knew that Jim would probably send someone lower than Seb to do it, but as long as it wasn’t her, she didn’t care. She’d done it once and now she could say that she genuinely hated having to follow around prey that she could not have.
Jim rolled his eyes, his face expressing his distaste at the idea. He'd have sent the snipe if he thought the bastard could focus for that long. But no, Sebastian would have probably spoiled the whole thing by taking the man out instead of simply observing. "You've til the hour to clean that mess up and then I expect you to prepare for tonight's assignment." He retired back to his study before she could even groan in protest.
btw I have an OC.
Go play with her so I can stop playing with myself.
The Spider and his Bear
Michaela tossed her hat and coat on the couch, knowing full well that Jim would be angry with her for doing such a thing. It had been a long day of observing a client-to-be and she had no time to worry over trivial things.
Her boots tracked mud across the floor as she made her way to the kitchen and left streaks across the cupboards as she climbed on top of the counter. Sebastian always hid the vodka on the top shelf to try and keep it from her, but it would take more than that to keep this Russian from her drink. Giving a pleased sound, she grabbed the bottle and made her way back to the couch, where she flopped down and threw her shoes up on the table, allowing them to dirty even more of Jim’s precious furniture.
"Michaela," Jim drawled as he wandered out of his study. He smirked slightly as he heard the slight groan she gave. "Michaela, you know how much I despise a mess." The mastermind glanced over the muddy trail with distaste, allowing it to show on his face now that he was within eye sight of the petite assassin. "Since you are acting so barbaric, I take it that you succeeded in getting the information that I needed. You nor Sebastian are stupid enough to cause me this much distress on top of failing me."
Send me a highly toxic chemical in my ask box.
Acetaldehyde: What did you used to have that you are happier without?
Bromine: What was your favorite food when you were a child?
Cyanogen: If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be?
Diazomethane: If you could learn to do anything, what would it be?
Ethylamine: What sound do you love?
Formaldehyde: If you could be any fictional character, who would you choose?
Hexafluoroacetone: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Isopropylamine: What do you miss most about being a kid?
Ketene: What is something you learned in the last week?
Methacrylaldehyde: Would you rather be really attractive or really smart?
Nitromethane: What are your phobias?
Oleum: If one song were to describe your life, what song would it be?
Pentaborane: What is one habit of yours that no one knows about?
Sarin: What annoys you the most?
Trifluorochloroethylene: If you could change your first and middle name to anything, what would it be?
Wow. I will always support things like this. Not just for myself, but because these issues are far too prevalent
I was shocked to find out I have not been already following you. My apologies. Thank you for your blog, bless you. ( wont shoot myself in the face :) )
I'm shocked to find out anyone is worried about following me or not since I've been so inactive lately
but thank you ;-;
Dammit
I got my name book today and because of it I made a new OC
but none of my one on one roleplay partners are on skype right now
whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
a-rose-in-the-garden's Actual Shittiest M!A List.
Actually, I'm...: Well, this is new! Muse is body swapped with (Anon decides) for (Anon decides). This should be... interesting.
Who Are You?: No, seriously, who the hell are you? Muse is an anon for (Anon decides). Gonna tell me who you are yet?
B-Baka!: Awww, how sweet! (Anon decides who's URL.) is muse's senpai for (Anon decides). Notice me!
W(h)ining: Will you stop whining already? And put down that alcohol! Muse is drunk and whiny for (Anon decides).
Cuddles?: Aww, muse wants to cuddle (Anon decides URL) for (Anon decides)! ...Oh, and if they don't get their constant cuddles, they start crying and sniveling. Oh dear!
Turn Me Off!: My, my, what have we here? Muse lights up like a lightbulb for (Anon decides)! What will they do about sleep?
Fetish: Hey, you like that a lot, don't you? Muse has a(n) (Anon decides) fetish for (Anon decides)... that's an odd thing!
TAKE ME NOW: Calm down there, tiger! Muse falls in love with everyone they speak with for (Anon decides), even if they're dating someone else or married!
Phobiaphobia: No, don't be afraid! Muse has a(n) (Anon decides) phobia for (Anon decides). C'mon, that's nothing to be scared of!
Opposite Day: But I thought you liked that! Muse is the EXACT opposite of themselves for (Anon decides).
Count The Shadows: This is... unfortunate. Muse has to deal with a Vashta Nerada out to get them for (Anon decides). I'm sorry.
My Lips Aren't Sealed!: Shh! Don't tell anyone! Muse excessively tells other people's secrets for (Anon decides)! No, not that one!
Am I Missing Something?: ...Or someone? Muse forgets everything about the person they love and have NO RECOLLECTION WHATSOEVER of them. They don't even get that fuzzy feeling about them when their sweetheart comes near! Nothing, either until their heartthrob kisses them or the set time ends. (Anon decides how long) ...Probably nothing.
Mimes And Charades!: Muse refuses to speak or use descriptive text. Only GIFs and images allowed! (Anon decides how long)
Least Favorite Best Friend: Oh gosh! Muse has a duplicate of themselves with the mind of of their worst enemy or least favorite person for (Anon decides). If muse has multiple worst enemies, mun chooses the one that would most annoy the muse. This won't turn out well!