an indie roleplay blog collecting my lost muses.
So. I didn't die. I had to leave this and my other rp blogs due to personal reasons. I decided to revamp as a multi-muse rp blog, if anyone is interested in reconnecting and writing with me again.
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@fischerdreamsofbeaches
an indie roleplay blog collecting my lost muses.
So. I didn't die. I had to leave this and my other rp blogs due to personal reasons. I decided to revamp as a multi-muse rp blog, if anyone is interested in reconnecting and writing with me again.
Hell is loving you in my sleep and waking up alone.
(via cultivate-solitude)
Don’t you get it? There’s d a r k n e s s in his [ eyes ] and i c e in his [ heart ] He cannot love. It’s part of t h e r i d d l e of his [ being ]
psychicliddell replied to your post:That’s enough blood and bruises images for now.
Oh good I was about to dump a bunch a neosporin and plasters on u
[ oh oops. well thank you, darling, for the consideration. <3 ]
That's enough blood and bruises images for now.
badass nosebleed by annalistic on Flickr.
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[YES LEMME LOVE YOUR TOOOOO]
[ OKAY YES. ]
WTF
"….."
“ “
"I expected you to just walk through the door. But, uhm, yeah. This works, too. Happy Valentine’s day.”
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God. Try to do something nice and..
Well at least this was something Jack was more educated on.. Considering everything.
“Well…yeah. I mean. I wouldn’t celebrate it with someone I didn’t like.
Not to be…questioning your entrance but…
The Ceiling? Really?”
Jack didn't look too happy, either, but all Robert could think about was his backside.
What an actual pain in the ass this was.
"I guess that's right," Murmuring. "It's not like I meant to fall through the ceiling." Grumbling.
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[ I UNDERSTAND! WE ARE SUPER HAPPY TO HAVE YOU BACK! ]
[ YAY! FRIENDS. LET ME LOVE YOU. ]
WTF
"….."
“ “
"I expected you to just walk through the door. But, uhm, yeah. This works, too. Happy Valentine’s day.”
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He supposed if someone had to make an entrance on a day like this,
The ceiling was it.
How were they going to patch up that hole?
“Um. Valentine’s day? People…tend to celebrate it.”
His back hurts. His hip hurts. His head hurts.
In fact, he's pretty sure his everything hurts.
Valentines? Oh. Right. But why was Jack.... Oh....
"And you wanted to celebrate it with... Me?"
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I need to know.
For science.