she is a wild flower

orphan, mother, lover and bitch. don't cross me. ↛ Esmeralda ↛ 21 ↛Adventurer ↛

[anna-van-shrew]

BABY I WAS BORN THIS WAY

[van-schweetz]

GIVE IT TO ME

that was not sexual don’t take it that way

I meant the beer

omg I need to not jshdfsdf

[esmeralda-gypsy]

TOTALLY SEXUAL

I'M GLUTEN INTOLERANT I CAN'T DRINK BEER

IT'S UDL'S

AND SOME OTHER THING

IDK

[anna-van-shrew]

BABY I WAS BORN THIS WAY

[esmeralda-gypsy]

I'M TOO DRUNK AND TIRED FOR THIS SHIT AMY OUT

[esmeralda-gypsy]

DIDN'T EVEN KISS ANYONE I'M NOT DRUNK TEXTING MY EX BOYFRIEND LYUL DONT LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES FY

[esmeralda-gypsy]

FKN I NEED SLEEP WHERE IS COMIC CON PHOTOS

[esmeralda-gypsy]

MAYBE I'M DRUNK YOU GOT A PROB WITH DAT

[esmeralda-gypsy]

I WANT TO LICK ISAAC LAHEY'S FACE OK

[esmeralda-gypsy]

MONKEY MONKEYMONEKEY

[esmeralda-gypsy]

[really falls asleep this time]

[esmeralda-gypsy]

and now josie

jesus you two

[esmeralda-gypsy]

i went to reply to lou then checked myself before i wrecked myself bc i have school tomorrow for the first time in 3 weeks

so on that note

[falls face first into pillow while still wearing jeans, bra and makeup]

[fairytale--academy]

Okay! So character tags are all updated!

However If I’m going to even tackle the follow list would everyone please do me a favour?

Reblog this post with your names and the characters you are currently playing. 

Just reblog the original, not one you’ve seen someone else reblog, so that we get the notifications and it doesn’t end up a mile long.

Thanks a bunch guys. :)

- Mod Jess

[esmeralda-gypsy]

Amy , Esmeralda, Morgana, Edward, Nasira, Benjamin

[esmeralda-gypsy]

[aggressively goes to sleep]

[esmeralda-gypsy]

[esmeralda-gypsy]

Like Mother, Like Son, Like Hook {Esme&Hook}

[vengeanceofhook]

James offered to pay for the cab ride to Zephyr's day care, but of course Esme refused. The whole way to the day care James fidgeted. Children made him nervous and uncomfortable. Once they were there James got out of the cab and awkwardly followed Esme. He saw a sandy haired little boy with a backpack that was too big for him run up to Esme and talking. Then the small boy looked at James, with an almost sinister look. "Who am I?" James repeated, crouching down to Zephyr's level. "I'm James Hook, I'm a friend of your mommy. You must be Zephyr." James smiled at the kid and pulled out a few Hershey kisses out if his pocket. James was a candy junkie and what way to get a kid to like you other than giving them candy." I have some lollies or jolly ranchers if you would prefer those."

[esmeralda-gypsy]

Esme shot an apologetic look at James for Zephyr's brash behavior but she didn't apologize. She was going to turn into one of those hippy mothers who let their child run rampant without guidance or supervision. "Are you one of mummy's boyfriends?" Zephyr grinned, "Mummy doesn't have many boyfriends. Only girlfriends. But do you want to be my boyfriend?" Zephyr knew he was being cheeky so he didn't look at Esme, only at this strange new man. At six years old, Zephyr had no idea what have a boyfriend and or a girlfriend meant and what the differences were between friends and lovers. Everyone was his friend, after the initial inspection. He took the Hershey kisses from James, inspected them and then grinned broadly, "Thank you James Hook." He said, using the man's full name. "Watch out James, you've gotta train him now to call him what you want. He ended up calling that blonde girl, Sarah I think her name is, who lives in the dorm next to us 'Rabbit' because she said she had bunny teeth."

Esme straightened up and looked around at all the families gathered who were in turn looking at her. For a few seconds she was confused and then she got it--she wasn't alone today. She had found that perfectly well-rounded families were dumb-founded by families that were different to the norm. So Esme being a single mother, picking her kid up from day care every afternoon at 3pm alone for four months, had attracted attention anyway. Now with Esme bringing James along, it must've been like a boring movie where the plot line finally picks up half way through. Oh, the thoughts that must have been flying through their narrow minded heads. Esme rolled her eyes and took Zephyr's hand in hers, feeling self conscious of the fact that she didn't have Zephyr's father there. 

[esmeralda-gypsy]

Like Mother, Like Son, Like Hook {Hook&Esme}

The sun was beating down through the summer leaves as the taxi pulled up in front of Zephyr's day care. Esme paid for the fare and slid out of the car after James. She'd asked him along to pick up her son, Zephyr, from day care that afternoon as a way of trying to make him feel slightly cheerier. And secretly, as a way to ignore the fact that her partner was married. Not engaged--married--and hadn't bothered to tell Esme. Admittedly, they hadn't spoken in a while because everything had become so hectic in their own personal lives but still. That wasn't something that just slipped your mind.

The roof of the day car was black, an odd choice, so Esme knew ahead of time that Zephyr would been complaining about the heat so she walked to the vending machine, slotted in a five dollar bill and waited for her change and her bottle of water. With a rattle and clank, she extracted the two things from the machine and walked back over to James. "We're a little early, not by much though." She said as she checked the time on her phone to be 2:55pm and the place let the kids free at 3pm. Esme glanced down at the packet of smokes in his hands, a smile dancing over her lips. "Don't let him put those in his mouth," She pointed at the cigarettes. "He's at the 'let-me-touch-fucking-everything' stage." Esme didn't care if James smoked around Zephyr because they did live in New York and a little bit of smoke wasn't going to kill the kid. Or maybe it would--Esme was too inexperienced of a mother to know or care. 

"He'll be a little wary of you at first, kind of..." Esme thought of the word to describe her son's actions. "Kind of like he's sizing you up. Trying to see if you're a threat or if you're going to give him lollies or punch me in the face or something. He has this sixth sense. You'll see." Esme waited patiently as the doors opened and little kids scurried out to meet their various parents who were gathered in little groups or pairs like her and Hook. Zephyr bounded out, his too-big-and-too-empty back pack hitting against his back. Esme grinned from ear to ear as she bent down and wrapped him in a hug. "Hey, Zeph, how're you doing?" His mop of sandy blonde hair flopped as he nodded eagerly and Esme took his back pack from him and wrapped it over her own shoulder, "I jumped off the highest part of the jungle gym!" He exclaimed before looking over Esme's shoulder at James, his face suddenly contorting into exactly what Esme had warned: judgement. He looked James from head to toe, a mature look in his eyes and a childish blush on his cheeks. "Who're you?" He asked bluntly. 

[vengeanceofhook]

You know what, you’re right. I’m going to sing. I’m going to sing because I want to. I have a million songs that I have written that no one has ever heard. I know he’s twenty three. He’s sensible, I want to be famous. I think I’ll forget about this person, maybe I’ll sleep around, then maybe someone will walk into my life one day and change it forever, yeah? Zephyr? That’s an interesting name. I’ll have to meet this kid some time. You say the guy’s name was Woody? I’ve only ever heard of two people named Woody. One is the actor who plays Haymitch in the Hunger Games, and the other is a freakishly tall twenty three year old guy that I love.

[esmeralda-gypsy]

I'm always right, James. Or maybe going back to being the same old James isn't exactly what you need right now. Maybe after you get your foot into the music industry, you can focus on getting clean or cutting back for your career. Because I've found that my Law classes may have made me feel like shit on more than one occasion but they've always been there, bright and early on Monday morning. It means West Wind, I thought it was fitting because I flew to London to have him in secret, which is west of Paris obviously. Why don't you come meet him now? We can pick him up from day care. Yeah-I thought of Woody Allen when he told m-- Oh, God...I didn't...I didn't just do that did I?