[masterofquips-blog]

Time for a batch of reaction gifs! Like/reblog if you take; no need to credit when using, just don’t claim as your own. I have the base gif saved, so if there’s a customized text you’d like to have on it, send a message here. Enjoy!

[thefennecwolf-archive-blog]

YES

[evilsnotbornn]

For those who follow me an just noticed the URL change. This blog is linked to my main account and has become difficult to keep straight, so I created a separate account for Rapunzel and now this one only exists because it has so much back up stuff. The URL for Rapunzels RP page is still evilsnotborn.tumblr.com I just added a bunch of you on there and will try to add more. Just let me know if I missed you and you notice. Hope this makes my life simpler.

[wearethegenesis-deactivated2016]

FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES.

[evilsnotbornn]

Bored. I've got drafts but I just stare at them blankly. Ugh.

[evilsnotbornn]

First Day of School | Melody and Rapunzel

[melodyunderthesea-deactivated20]

Melody opened the door to the chemistry lab; she held it open for Rapunzel before coming in herself. She walked over towards her favorite seat and slumped into her chair, laughing at Rapunzel’s question. “I find it amusing that you don’t know some of the words that we use around here. When you have a crush on somebody or when you’re crushing on somebody it means you have feelings for him or like him.” She swung her school bag to her front and laid it on the table, taking out all the books she needed for chemistry and when she was done, she dropped her bag right beside her with a loud thud. “Okay well, these are the books you need for chemistry, okay. I think it’s totally up to you, how many books you need for the lesson but I personally think we just need two. And three with the text book.” Melody rested her head on her palm and relied on her elbow to carry the weight, she looked at Rapunzel and said, “Try not to fall asleep, okay? And if you’re confused with anything just tell me and I’ll try to help.” Just after Melody said that, a bunch of their classmates came rushing in and taking all the seats. She sat properly now that the class was about to start. She could see some of her classmates was looking at Rapunzel, interested to know who she is but was to shy to come over, some didn’t care less and just walked in without noticing there was a new girl, but there were also some who was very friendly and quickly greeted Rapunzel. Melody was used to how easily Rapunzel can get overwhelmed and she could see that she was now. She raised a brow and smiled reassuringly at Rapunzel, mouthing to her that it’s fine. About 5 minutes later, the chemistry teacher came in with his books, all ready to start the lesson. Everyone who was still crowding around Rapunzel quickly rushed towards their seats.

 “Well, well. Who do we have here?” The teacher said, reading through the absent sheet. He raised his head from the paper and looked at Rapunzel. “A new girl. Come here to the front of the class and introduce yourself..” He looked down to take another glance at the paper and continued, “R-ra-rapunzel?”

[evilsnotbornn]

Everything Melody said about the class, and all the people walking by either saying hello, giving her strange looks or even just ignoring her rushed right over her. How in the world did her mother think this was a good idea? She should have asked if she could just find some work t do, maybe Emma would have let her work at the Sheriff's station and she could have missed all this insanity.

She had just started flipping through one of Melody's books when an older man, who must be the teacher she decided, entered the room. As he struggled with her name, Rapunzel felt herself turning blushing profusely and wishing her hair were down so she could hide in it from all the staring. The last thing she wanted to do was stand in front of all these people, and she paused for a moment too long ducking her head slightly.

"Come now, Miss. Mi..." He was reading from the paper in his hand, but raised his eyes to study her. "Mills..." He glanced at the paper again as if to double check, and then set it on his desk crossing his arms. "Hmm... well you must be related to our illustrious ex-mayor. Up front, if you would, please."

There were a few gasps and murmurs through the classroom at the mention of her mother.

For her part Rapunzel's head flew up at the use of her mother's last name. Regina had given Rapunzel the last name Mills when registering her. How had she not noticed that on her schedule? That in the end was what steeled Rapunzel's shaking nerves--her mother would expect her to carry herself like an adult--like her daughter.

Channeling the girl who had had the confidence to escape her Tower, stand up to her grandmother (if only briefly), and run away to live in the forest on her own and later to a whole other world she stood and walked to the front of the room.

"I'm Rapunzel, and I'm new to town." She grimaced slightly at her obvious statement, her confidence wavering for a moment, but she took a breath and continued. "And... I'm Regina's daughter." She stated simply while looking at the teacher, then not waiting for any further questions from him and returning to her seat without looking at anyone else. She folded her hands in her lap and stared straight ahead, her jaw set, and her chin held high she hoped looking every bit as self-assured as her mother always seemed to be.

[roleplayingconfessionsfromrpers]

I want to be one of those Roleplayers that gets random Anons 24/7. I love responding to questions, especially when they’re interesting and I don’t know who wrote them. But I don’t think I’m good enough to ever peek the interest of just random people. 

[ithinkyouwerelonely]

I feel this way all the time.

[evilsnotbornn]

Someone please explain to me how they can spend so much time and effort on making this new crappy way of posting and yet they cannot make it where you can send an ask from one of your sub-blogs?

[chippedlittleteacup-deactivated]

Reblog if you don't understand why people argue with their muses. (You write as your muse. You are your muse)

[evilsnotbornn]

See some days I feel like this, and then other days I'm all like "where the hell did you go?" That's when I argue with my muse, because she is trying to run off somewhere.

I do argue with characters in stories I write, especially when they feel the need to up and die on me whether for noble reasons or not... Damn you!!! *glares at the file she has open right now*

[azseenontv]

Reblog if you mentally argue with your characters.

[evilsnotbornn]

ooc: muses ran away and I feel empty.

Ok... I know I owe people and I have plenty drafted I promise. I just can't really work up the inspiration right now to do anything about them. I'll try to get to them as the muses hit me, but sorry for the delay. In the mean time if anyone wants to chat IC or OC shoot me a message.

If I missed tagging you it means I missed your reply to our thread, so just let me know.

[pnikfoyld]

Reblog if I can leave you a sexually uncomfortable message.

[evilsnotbornn]

"Hi wapunzel". *giggles*

"Hello, Laila. What are you doing wandering around alone?" She took the girls small hand in her own smiling broadly.

[evilsnotbornn]

thekingofxtheunderworld started following evilsnotborn

"Hello, I am Rapunzel."

[evilsnotbornn]

rubythewolf-redridinghood started following evilsnotborn

"Hello Ruby. How is your day?"

[evilsnotbornn]

h-henrymills started following evilsnotborn

"Hello Henry! How was school?"

[lailasmagicmirror-deactivated20]

“dey is berry cwute horses.. dey has furs on dem” she said nodding

[evilsnotbornn]

“Well, maybe you and I could go see them. Do you ride, Laila?”

[lailasmagicmirror-deactivated20]

“i is too wittle i is onwy dis many” she hold up two fingers

[evilsnotbornn]

"Two years old! Really! That is actually quite on the way to being a big girl!" Rapunzel smiled happily. She had a sister! "What do you like to do Laila?"

[evilsnotbornn]

You know you're weird when you can't decide I you want to go to a party and be awkwardly social after your show, or home to rp and be awkwardly social with imaginary characters played by people who have never seen your face.