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if i look back, i am lost

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Peter Solarz
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

shark vs the universe

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
almost home
NASA
EXPECTATIONS

Kiana Khansmith
Jules of Nature
Sade Olutola
occasionally subtle
Claire Keane

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@hadrianuscorruit
So, since this blog was basically dominated by a specific someone who I am no longer on good terms with, I feel like being on here holds a weight on me and I'm not a fan. So I'm going to delete this blog and remake R under a new URL. Same old Nikki, just a new URL. I will post the link as soon as I have it made, and I will keep this one active for a bit to make sure everyone finds the new one. I will also follow from the new one <3
REBLOG IF YOU APPRECIATE YOUR RP PARTNERS AND JUST LIKE TO THANK THEM FOR PUTTING UP WITH YOU.
This wasn’t supposed to start til tonight, wtf. I don’t wanna walk in this shit. #snow #stopit
You’re so pretty like seriously
Asdfghjkl thank you very much
Do you ever just think of sarcastic radio host Grantaire? Because I do.
"And this one goes out to all you fucktards that need to stop talking"
"Here’s a tribute to my sad life"
"This one’s dedicated to Jeremy: she’s dumping your sorry ass, bro"
I didn’t say I liked it. I said it fascinated me. There is a great difference.
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via jaded-mandarin)
Do you ever think what it’d be like if we had the same marks? If it were you and me?"
The words penetrate Grantaire's reverie like the sun's rays brushing through dawn's early fog. He straightens up, brow furrowed as he takes a long drag from his cigarette, lips puckered thoughtfully. "I try not to think on it, honestly," he admits with a shrug of his shoulders. This soul mate business was utter nonsense if you asked him. It was just another person to disappoint, just someone else to let down. He didn't have his name yet, and he didn't want one. It would be better if he was alone. Light eyes glance at Marius as he clasps the man's shoulder gently. "You shouldn't want to be stuck eith the likes of me anyways," he teases.
"He loves me, he loves me not… oh."
"She loves me, she loves me not… oh."
"I don’t think it’s love…"
"So, is there anyone you’re secretly crushing on?"
"I don’t even like chocolate."
"Yeah, nothing says ‘I love you’ more than a bouquet that’ll die in two days…"
"I’m not sure if...
|| I'm just gonna post a small psa because it feels like it's necessary since I'm returning. I'm going to be doing a lot of my role playing off of mobile and therefore I'm probably not going to bother formatting. If that bothers you that is ok, just understand I don't have time to make rping as much of as priority as I'd used to, and I understand if you don't want to follow me for it. I'm also going to work on keeping this blog as positive environment. I will role play with who I want when I want, and if you don't like that you are free to unfollow. I'm not going to claim to have a main verse with any specific character, but I will favor some verses than others. I'm sorry, it's just how my muse works. I went through a lot of drama on this account before hiatusing, and I absolutely refuse to put up with it again. If you have a problem with me my ask box is always open. I want to remain on good terms with everyone and I want all of you to know I am always available to talk if you have problems with something I am doing. If you have any questions or comments, or want to plot or talk, my ask is always open. ||
"Do you love me? And not because you're supposed to."
hadrianuscorruit
"I…I don’t know. I mean, of course I care for you, more than most, but with this-how do I know what’s actually just me and what’s because of what we have?" Courfeyrac mumbled quietly, sighing as he ducked his head to hide it in the other man’s chest, feeling almost guilty for not being able to provide a prompt ‘yes’, as he should. Because he did love him, he did, but how did he know it wasn’t because the universe just decided he should. "I’m sorry, I know that’s not the answer you want, but I do love you, I do. I just don’t know how to know, how to understand what’s just my heart, ‘taire."
He'd not expected a prompt yes -- in fact he'd hardly expected the man to concur that he loved Grantaire at all, for there was not much to love. He was a shell, a husk that had once housed a joyous spirit but now was filled with hollow space and dust. It was unfair that someone as vibrant as Courfeyrac should be stuck with him, he who was dulled, devoid of color and light.
"I shouldn't have asked -- I can't imagine a world where anyone's heart found me desirable." The words weren't full of contempt, but rather laced with a hint of honesty. He shouldn't have asked questions he didn't truly want the answer to.
"Babe will you make me a sandwich? Please?" He rolls over in bed and nuzzles his nose into Enjolras' neck, a pout non his lips.
“Grantaire." Enjolras whines and sits up, pushing Grantaire off of him, and letting out a long sigh. He resigns himself to his fate. "What kind of sandwich do you want. In the middle of the night. That you needed to wake me up to make for you."
R pouts and rests his chin on Enjolras' shoulder, pressing soft kisses to the man's neck. "If you want to sleep I will let you sleep," he murmurs, with a pout, into the other's skin.
yOU R NOT USELESS BBY HEART <3
|| O.O thank u friend. I appreciate it. C:
I'm upset and useless but hey, I'm here if anyone wants to do things.
Age Difference Starter Sentences
"Are you even old enough to be here?"
"What did I tell you about coming here? You're too young."
"Age is but a number."
"Will you just drop my age and go on one measly date?"
"If I was just a few years older, I'd marry you."
"You can't tell anyone about this."
"You're too young for me."
"You're too old for me."
"Hey, I'm over 18. It's perfectly legal."
"My feelings for you mean more to me than your age."
"Ask me again when you're done with high school/college."
"I'm old enough to be your mother/father--okay, maybe not THAT old, but still!"
"This isn't a lifetime movie, I could get into some serious trouble."
"I didn't know you were that young!"
"So I may have lied a bit about my age.."
"This never happened."
"You're not being professional."
"I'm not a kid, you know. Stop treating me like one."
"So you like older men/women, huh?"
"Go home, your parents are probably wondering where you are."
"I'm a lot more mature than you think."
"I don't know if I can handle this."
"But think about it, in ten years it won't even look like that big of an age difference!"
Imagine person A lightly tracing “I love you” over and over again on person B’s back, assuming that person B is asleep. When person A is lying on their back, getting ready to sleep, person B moves closer and wraps their arms around person A, whispering softly, “I love you too.” Bonus if that’s the first time person A has ever declare their love for person B.
send " how did you get that? " for your muse noticing a fresh bruise under my muse's eye.