CHIMERA.

AN INDIE RP. ____________________________ formerly fireworcx + scducticn ____________________________18+ themes

[fireworcx-blog]

( *; @frcgilestrength )

         tension rang between them, the lights low, the home of the coven empty. there, mathias stood in front of her, a blank stare upon his features, but, a fire growing in his heart. this was another aftermath of the devastation of their egos. the constant power control between the two of them erupted into countless heated exchange. and, he had enough. reaching forward, tattooed fingers gripped her neck. the force wasn’t deep, just enough to control the grasp of her bare skin. narrowed hues glared into her own as he bent his elbow, pulling her forward. with a deep, heated husk exiting his brims, which whispered, “mine.” his lips collapsed upon her own.

[fireworcx-blog]

the boy chuckled as she moved away from his hands, smiling slightly as he spoke. “ but i love playing with your hair. “ dylon pouted slightly down towards the smaller girl. “ that sounds perfect to me. “ he mumbled as he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her lips.

“but if you mess up my tracks, i will be so angry at you,” she pouted back at him, continuing to swiftly move her head away from his hand. “okay---lets go!” naomi yelled to him, her lips pecking to his before leaving out of the school.

[fireworcx-blog]

his arms looped over her shoulders as he held her close, pressing a kiss to the top of her head as they stood there. “ i’ll try, i won’t make any promises though. “ he spoke gently into her hair as his fingers toyed with her locks slowly. “ can we just skip last blok and go back to my place ?? my parents aren’t home yet, we can just chill there. “

“i guess that’s what i have to accept...for now,” the female giggled, before quickly moving her head from his hands. “i just got my hair done---stop that,” she pleaded, her eyes looking up to his own. a small smile caressed her lips, her head nodding, gently, up to him. “i like the sound of that. maybe some netflix and chill?”

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If you rp a POC muse (biracial counts) please reblog this!

[fcmous-blog]

I’m going to be making a giant shoutout/masterlist for all the POC characters I can gather up!

[fireworcx-blog]

the boy listened to her as he hung his head, his fingers pushing his hair back as he lifted his head and met her dark orbs. dylon watched her with a soft gaze as her hands came to rest on his face, his eyes glancing down at the ground once more as he though about her words. after a few moments he looked back up at her and pulled her closer to him slightly, “ i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to blow up back there. i just- i’m sorry. “

naomi sighed, her teeth tugging on her lower lip, while her gaze stayed locked with his own; at least, to her best ability. “it’s okay,” she sighed, her fingers dropping from his skin and wrapping around his frame. her head pressed against his chest, holding him, tightly. “just do not let that happen again, okay? it’s not worth it. that’s the exact reaction they want from you and you can’t let them win. please don’t let them win.”

[fireworcx-blog]

the boy let himself be pulled back, clenching his jaw as she spoke. dylon let his eyes glance around the hall as she spoke, “ naomi, they’ve been doing this to me ever since i’ve gotten here. i’ve done nothing but be nice to every person i’ve come across, yet they still treat me like shit. “ his voice had dropped to just barley above a whisper, “ i don’t want revenge, i just don’t want to be treated like i don’t matter. “ his eyes settled on the tiles in front of him as he shived his hands into his pockets.

“it’s not every person, dyl, it’s just that entire team and i told you why---they’re just angry about the fact that you have me and they don’t.” naomi insisted to him, her lower lip pulling into a gentle at his last words. “you do matter, okay? you matter a lot and that’s why they’re treating you this way. and if you think you don’t, just know that you mean the world to me, dylon.” the girl confessed, wrapping both of her hands against his face. “you are my world.”

[fireworcx-blog]

dylon knew that the girl would follow him out into the hallway, rolling his eyes at her question as he continued storming down the hall. the boy turned to face her sharply, his eyes dark as he looked at her. “ shouldn’t you be asking that fucking meathead that ?? i’ve never done anything to him and he dumps his entire lunch down my fucking back ?! i think i have a right to be upset. “ his lips curled up into a false smile before he turned to continue his walk out of the school.

naomi kept her dark hues narrowed upon him, the female capable of feeling the rage that seeped out of every pore of his being, but refusing to let that affect how she felt about the situation. “people like him do stuff like that to people like us all of the time. they’re jealous. hell, the entire school is jealous because you’re with me.” she paused, watching as he began to walk out of the building. reaching forward, she wrapped her fingers around his wrist and pulled the slender male back to her. “what you’re not going to do is disrespect me while i’m speaking to you! do i make myself clear, dylon?” the brunette questioned, sternly. “he wanted you to react that way, and you did. and that’s the problem i have with you, honestly. there are a lot of other ways of going about this---like getting revenge in the most subtle way.”

[fireworcx-blog]

      “shh, babe, keep your voice down!” griffin momentarily panicked, sitting back on his bed as the springs groan beneath him. “see what i mean?” the boy demonstrates, bouncing lightly on the edge. “– so i guess we better take it off then,” he retorts with a cheeky grin, large palms reaching out to take hold of her waist.

       “oooh,” marina mouthed, her head nodding gently, as the creak of the bed causing her to cringe. “i guess you have to,” she whispered, cocking her head to the side, as she allowed his large palms to pull her against him. chewing on her lower lip, her fingers wrapped around his neck, dipping her head forward to play her lips against his own. “you’re so adorable sometimes, griff.”

[moscatolips]

This is my mum and my step dad. Last week we found out that he had prostate cancer, yesterday we found out that it would cost $35,000 dollars to get it removed. He has been a father figure to me for the past 11 years and it’s scary knowing that someone that means so much to you is going through this kind of thing. We are already in so much debt and we’re not sure how we’re going to be able to pay for this surgery, so my mum made this Mycause page. If you could spare even just $5 to help save my step dad’s life, I would be so grateful. If you can’t donate, I would really appreciate if you could maybe signal boost this. I just want to make sure my step dad makes it out of this with the best possible outcome.

If you can donate, here is the link

[beyoffce]

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     ‘ o-okay, but uhm .. – we’re going to have to do it on the floor because my mom’s room is right below us. ’ and the rickety spring of his old twin is the LEAST subtle bed possible.

[fireworcx-blog]

     “ the floor? “ marina questioned, her voice raising just enough to echo through the room. “ do you know how much this vintage chanel skirt costs? i’m not getting it dirty. ”

[musingisms]

[fireworcx-blog]

musingisms:

C H A R A C T E R  A E S T H E T I C – ( ; the fuckboy )

i’ll chew you up and i’ll spit you out / 'cause that’s what young love is all about / so pull me closer, and kiss me hard / i’m gonna pop your bubblegum heart.

[fireworcx-blog]

bondiisms

“ listen, “ dylon was breathing heavily as he stepped in the muscular males face, his hands curling into fists as he spoke. “ i’m tired of you shitting on me, okay ?? if i hear my fucking name coming out of your disgusting mouth again i swear on everything that i love that i will unhinge your fucking jaw. “ his voice was calm but his tone was low and dangerous, his eyes stayed on the boy as he shoved him away from him and stormed out of the cafeteria.

being a witness to the entire, heated exchange between dylon and the nameless male slightly irritated the girl. being the naomi banks, having a perfect image was a necessity, and by their recent interactions, dylon was part of that image of hers. to see him embarrass her in such a way caused her threaded eyebrows to raise at him, promptly following him with her arms folded across her chest. “what the hell was that?” naomi called to him, her voice barely breaking the silence in the halls; she had not needed everyone in her business. “hello?! i’m talking to you.”

[nurserygrimes-blog]

Nicki: and now … back to this bitch

Taylor: 

Nicki: who was talking shit about me the other day at the press MILEY WHAT’S GOOD

Taylor: 

[baawri]

[hymn-of-the-moon]

#1 reason Miss Minaj has earned my respect

I love how with the Taylor swift drama Nicki saw that, although Tay Tay was blinded by the naivety of her white privilege, Swift was willing to listen and learn. So Nicki educated her, calmed the masses, and handled it all like a lady; culminating in Taylor Swift’s role in Nicki Minaj’s VMA performance.

But when Miley Cyrus tries to be the gatekeeper of when and how a black woman can speak out about issues that affect black women in the music industry – something Gatekeeper Miley proclaimed in that same interview did not exist – Nicki Minaj decided she was having none of that. Nicki strategically called out Miley on the matter and now she has to own up to what she said.

In summation, Nicki Minaj knows how to handle herself. She knows when to be gracious, but will not take one ounce of disrespect.

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me on miley cyrus being the host at the VMAS.