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Help! // Open RP

"Pinkie, it’s a pet name. A name someone gives you to either be cute, or sarcastic."

"Oh." Pinkie bit her lip. "Well, were you being cute or sarcastic? …Or both?"

"Both." He smirked.

Help! // Open RP

"You got it princess." He said walking down the street with her.

"Actually, I’m not a princess," Pinkie said. "My friend Twilight is, and so is Princess Cadence, and Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. But I’m not. I can understand why would think that though, with my Element and all- but that doesn’t make me a princess!"

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"Pinkie, it's a pet name. A name someone gives you to either be cute, or sarcastic."

alwaysasacrifice

BREAK MY MUSE, LIKE SERIOUSLY, BE AS HARSH AS YOU WANT, DO WHAT YOU WANT BUT BREAK THEM, MAKE THEM CRY, SCREAM, RUN, WANT TO PUT LAND BETWEEN YOU AND THEM. LET ME BE A CRUEL MUN.

Help! // Open RP

"I’m not though. Well, not all the time at least." He shrugged. "Oh well, your loss."

Pinkie studied him for a moment. “Well, I suppose, maybe you can be… not a nightmare inducing evil person every once in awhile.” She stepped over to him and locked her arm in his. “Let’s get going before someone else jumps us.”

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"You got it princess." He said walking down the street with her.

#Scarecrow Speaks

Help! // Open RP

"I think I can manage that." He smiled. "I’ll have you know, I’m not that scary or untrustworthy."

She smirked. “Thanks. I guess I’ll play along with the ‘not that scary or untrustworthy’ part, for now.”

"I'm not though. Well, not all the time at least." He shrugged. "Oh well, your loss."

Nightmares // Open

"And….who else owns one of these elements?"

"I do, and Twilight and Dashie, and Rarity, and Fluttershy and Applejack," Pinkie replied. "But… some of them are here, some of them are in Equestria." She shrugged. "I don’t know when- or if- they’ll turn up here like the others."

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"I'm sure they'll show up soon."

Reblog if you want someone to compare you to a Disney character in your ask!

open-mike-knight

Oh this could be fun.

mckeegles

I swear to god if any of you say flynn rider

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Gabby would love this

@owenalexander

Jonathan’s eyes turned brown. It was show time for Scarecrow. Walking through Gotham, Scarecrow kept his eyes open for any signs of the Batman. He was on his way to his warehouse, when he ran into someone. His eyes fell upon the other male. “Something tells me you shouldn’t be out at night.” Scarecrow told him, his Irish accent hinting his voice.

owenalexander

Almost seven thirty in the evening, Owen was walking downtown. There was supposedly a performance at eight, and he hoped to steal a good seat beforehand. Anyone who knew the man would say he walked when he could, but that little fact would hardly be accompanied by a worry. Not even Owen himself considered the dangers. Ergo, when a mocking, hazel-eyed man stepped out in front of him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Demeanor dangerous and dark, Owen briefly raised his brows at his approacher’s question. The stranger obviously meant trouble or at least needed a toy to play with in some twisted game. Muscles relaxed and his voice was calm. “I was on my way to some jazz. I apologize for trespassing your turf. This seemed the quieter route.”

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Jon kept his eyes on the trespasser. "Really? Alright. Just be careful around here." He warned. "You'll never know who or what might jump out and scare you."

Shinigami character tropes ➤ William T. Spears

#MUN LIKE THIS A LOT #William is so sexy #I might just remake my blog for him.....#idk maybe

Guess who's back? [Open?]

He followed her to the bed room. Cortland took a minute to look around the room. It was circusey, but a beautiful shade of red. He tossed Harley’s shirt to the floor and watched her go behind the curtain. He took his own shirt off before joining her.

Her curious blue eyes scanned his. It amazed her that he chose blue eyes as well. Even though the color was wintery and cold, it brought shivers up her spine and flooded her body with warmth.

Watching him climb into bed, Harley slid slowly to lay against pillows. She was curious to see where his appetite would lead him. She acted at first to give him total control, so she could see what he had always desired to do. It was all about making him feel alive.

He slowly made his way to Harley’s face, kissing parts of her torso. He looked into her eyes. A soft blue pair met an icy, cold pair. Scarecrow knew that he wanted this. He bent down and pressed their lips together.

Harley smiled as he pressed soft kisses up her body. As he reached her face the look of surprise caught her attention. It was almost as if he didn’t believe he could do this to her. He had done it once before, but neither one knew it would last and took the moment for granted.

As he bent in to kiss her she couldn’t help but playfully flicker her tongue against his. Both hands sat perfectly against his hips, now trailed upwards, so he could feel the softness of her nails against his bare flesh. She listened for muffled breathing or moans, indications that were normal for a human to show interest, whatever he did she would be sure to repeat.

The moment she moved her hands up his body, he let out a soft, yet audible moan. It blew his mind, that he was actually doing this. It frightened him a little that he was on his own. Not having Jonathan there to protect him. But being with Harley, his fear melted away. And all his trust went to her. Cortland moved away from her lips and attacked her neck.

Her cheeks slightly flushed the moment she heard a small moan escape his lips. She imagined being trapped inside someone, denied one of such simple pleasures. In a sense it was heart warming to go slower then usual. She wanted him to remember. After all memories are a link to who we are as a person. He needed to create as many as he possibly could.

Lips caught her throat causing it to extend and arch upward to meet his lips. Her body did much the same, showing him, her interest and need to be touched and cared for by him.

Since her body arched up, he slipped his arms around her waist. Cortland kept nipping at her neck until he was satisfied with the amount of hickey’s she was going to wake up with in the morning. Then he slowly made his way down her torso, kissing certain spots.

His kisses were warm and inviting. Even though Harley tried to behave and lay perfectly still, she wriggled and moved up against Cortland with much anticipation. When she felt his lips begin to grasp hold of tender flesh, nipping and sucking, with such force, her lips parted to let out short gasps. She could tell he was enjoying every bit of being in control, in fact she almost felt she could feel him smile, as he moved down her body. She wondered if she should get up or stay down, curious to what Cortland’s sexual appetites lead him.