Can You Feel The Fire?

Vampireheir wandered into the flames

“So—” He started, looking back to her curiously. “—why haven’t you left your home? Scared of the outside world or somethin’?”

She shrugged, “Father doesn’t want me to leave… I think he’s scared I’d get myself put out or something. Or it’s cuz I like destroying things… That could be part of it.”

“Ah, I see. Overprotective parents.” Marshall looked ahead of him, spotting the Candy Kingdom castle in the distance. “See that?” He asked, pointing over to it. “That’s where we’re headed.”

The Flame Princess nodded, rubbing her arm. She was actually a little nervous outside of her 'prison' of a home, but that was simply because of her father. She was more curious than anything.

Bad--but-not-little wandered into the flames

“Says you, little fire flicker.”

Thinking to replace his hand, Marshall retracted it and leaned in close. The warmth she gave off, given her current bothered state, was moderately intense, but comforting..

“No name, huh? What, Daddy didn’t give you one~? I don’t wanna call ya FP. Because FP can be turned into “Fart Pirate”.”

He paused to chuckle at his own joke before circling around her, as she had done to him. He gave a bit of a yawn and his eyes took momentary close, as if her presence were comforting, like the warmth of a home.

“I’m the King of the Vampires, fire-baby. The sun can burn me. Touching actual fire, isn’t any more painful, so I can handle it.”

He paused for a moment, just floating before her, head still just a bit above her level. His movements were meant to catch her by surprise, and any unexpected kiss certainly would. Dark eyes popped open, his head snapped in FP’s direction, and momentarily, the distance between them was closed by their lips. Of course, that distance was widened before she could retaliate and burn his face off.

His tongue made an appearance, and he ran over his lips for a few seconds. Either to “taste” Flame Princess or to cool the heat off of them.

“Yep, just like kissin’ sunlight~”

She growled in anger, “F-fine! Then call me Flaire! Or, don’t call me at all! I’m prefer that!” Flame Princess was now rather sick of this visitor, and certainly was not happy when he disrespected her flames. Her logical thoughts were pretty much gone by now, and she craved the smell of his flesh burning in her flames.

However, the moment his lips touched hers, she froze; no pun intended.

She was still for a moment, before fire roared, causing her to look much like a forest fire. Her eyes smoldered into his, clearly unhappy. And honestly, rather flustered.

“Get out of my kingdom. Now.”

“Flaire, huh? See? Cute, just like I said.”

The Vampire King smiled, feeling rather triumphant, he was about to let up on his teasing when she started blazing a lot larger and hotter than he was expecting.

“Oh, man..”

Quickly, a hand rose up, as if to suggest to her to ease up on her threatening appearance, and not so much in defense. Not exactly backing away but being a bit more— how would any other person say this?— gentle…

“Whoa, whoa. Don’t try and roast me just yet. C’mon, I was just foolin’ around. It’s what I do. I’ll be honest, I’ve never met a female with as much fire as you’ve got—”

No time for puns, but flattery and pushing his luck seemed like a life-saving situation.

“—so I thought it’d be cool to mess with you a bit. I always mess with people I think are cool. Ya just gotta be able to handle me.”

In a way, it was much like being irresponsible with fire, if it were appropriate to compare the two of them together.

“Take it easy, take it easy… I was just foolin’, just foolin’. I won’t do it again.”

She glared at him for a while longer, before slowly her flames died down, until she was small and burning lowly again, eyes still narrowed at the vampyre.

“You shouldn’t mess with me. I’m a violent force of nature and could take you out in a matter of seconds.” The princess threatened in a calm rage, before licking the upper row of her teeth, tongue running across the chip in her front tooth.

“You better not. Cuz next time I won’t ask so nicely of you to leave.”

“Yeah, I got it, I got it.”

He gave little sigh, somewhat out of relief, and watched her calm down. Fire was dangerous, yes, but he wasn’t afraid. Much like he did with every other thing, he’d toy with it, no matter the risk. He’d dance with danger until it killed him, if it even could.

“Noted: Don’t toy with fire elementals~ Anyway, Flaire, since I’m gonna be around ya for a bit, you wanna hang out and have some fun? Being with me’s gotta be more fun than wandering alone , huh?”

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She watched him for a while longer; she wasn't really sure if she even wanted to be seen with him. After all, he was one of the more annoying that had wandered into the kingdom, and she really didn't like it when people didn't damn well listen to her.

But then again, she was alone, and was getting rather bored of wandering around her home alone. The closest thing she had to companionship was the wild animals of the kingdom.

"...I suppose."

cougarmeat

Men feel the pressures of society just as much as women. Through my internet searches I have come across nothing that encourages body positivity in men. This needs to change.

danielvonbatman

Please, tell me of the struggles this dude faces as a white male. I’m really interested in hearing about the alternate reality that he inhabits.

WHAT A DUMBASS POST

CRY HARDER WHITE BOY

rgiusjhdfngviefn-deactivated201

Booohooooo who says all girls wanna look like barbie dipshit

crownmalone

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you guys honestly saying that just because he’s a man and white? Are you fucking kidding me? You all do realize what you’re technically saying right? You’re pretty much saying that that this guy has no right to be sad because there are people out there who have it worse. I thought that was one of the main things you never tell a person with depression, so why are any of you saying that here?

Seriously, what world do you guys live in? What if a white man abused as a child? What if they were told that they were not good enough by their family and and people around him? Do you think every white guy lives a life where everybody loves them, nobody thinks they’re ugly and they get everything they want by simply asking for it once? You have to be a complete fool to believe that.

Are you trying to tell me that a white person can’t be depressed because he is “privileged over everybody else”? Let me put it to you like this: Let’s say a white man loses his job, is insecure about his body (because maybe he’s not very tall or muscular, which is what society today tells a man he should look like), and has no friends. Now let’s say you have a successful black business woman who makes a lot of money, has a great social life, but also has depression. Which one of these two people has more right to be depressed? The answer: NEITHER!!!! Because depression is not always about how successful you are life or what you have. Depression is feeling that you’re not a good enough person no matter who you are and how hard you try.

All you that contributed to the above commentary should be ashamed of yourselves. There are people out there, include white boys, who hate themselves because of their looks. They will self harm just like anybody else with self hate issues, but none of you care. All you care about is their gender and skin color. I’d hate to see what any of you would say if ever met a cutter that happened to be a white guy. What would you say when if showed you his scars? Would you laugh in his face? What if he told you that he attempted suicide? Would you roll your eyes at him?

None of you are any better than those racist and sexist people you claim to hate so much. You don’t want equality. You want anybody that shares physical similarities with “the oppressor” to feel like shit. You want people who to be looked down upon because of the their race and gender; two things they have no control over. How is that any better than someone belittling a black/hispanic/asian/etc person because of a broad and untrue generalization?

I’ve come to realize this important fact: Tumblr isn’t the safe haven for logical people that so many people want to claim it is. It’s full immature, hypocritical , and ignorant people just like any other website. I don’t care if I lose followers because of this. This has to stop.

imhopelessbuthoping

^this is probably one of the best things I’ve read.

theletterwsarseflap

The last paragraph. If I wasn’t on mobile I’d bold the everliving Hell out of it for emphasis.

florence-the-fish-blog

bold-ed the last bit for person above

i-wont-be-your-winter-deactivat

this needs to be seen by everyone cause tumblr is at war with itself. we have a hundred factions, none of us are sympathetic to any other group.

skateboardmummy-deactivated2014

This exists. This is the internet.

wreckedbooty

Are we talkig about the fact that Ken has no fucking penis?!

immortal-complexity-deactivated

The long rant.. I love it.

((I'll reply to everyone tomorrow!))

#ooc

Vampireheir wandered into the flames

He smiled, making his way out the door. “Ah, I knew you’d come around. No one can resist me~” The raven chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets and floating up in the air.

Flame Princess merely rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her stomach as she walked after him, looking over her shoulder once or twice before actually leaving the place itself. Hopefully her father wouldn’t be too angry…

“So—” He started, looking back to her curiously. “—why haven’t you left your home? Scared of the outside world or somethin’?”

She shrugged, "Father doesn't want me to leave... I think he's scared I'd get myself put out or something. Or it's cuz I like destroying things... That could be part of it."

Vampireheir wandered into the flames

“Great! So then I get to pick! Hmm…” He tapped a finger against his chin. “How ‘bout we go visit the Candy Kingdom? We could grab a bite to eat too—” The boy wiggled his eyebrows. “—if you know what I’m sayin’.”

She perked up, and grinned a little. “Okay, I think I’m starting to like you better now.”

He smiled, making his way out the door. “Ah, I knew you’d come around. No one can resist me~” The raven chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets and floating up in the air.

Flame Princess merely rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her stomach as she walked after him, looking over her shoulder once or twice before actually leaving the place itself. Hopefully her father wouldn't be too angry...

Bad--but-not-little wandered into the flames

“Says you, little fire flicker.”

Thinking to replace his hand, Marshall retracted it and leaned in close. The warmth she gave off, given her current bothered state, was moderately intense, but comforting..

“No name, huh? What, Daddy didn’t give you one~? I don’t wanna call ya FP. Because FP can be turned into “Fart Pirate”.”

He paused to chuckle at his own joke before circling around her, as she had done to him. He gave a bit of a yawn and his eyes took momentary close, as if her presence were comforting, like the warmth of a home.

“I’m the King of the Vampires, fire-baby. The sun can burn me. Touching actual fire, isn’t any more painful, so I can handle it.”

He paused for a moment, just floating before her, head still just a bit above her level. His movements were meant to catch her by surprise, and any unexpected kiss certainly would. Dark eyes popped open, his head snapped in FP’s direction, and momentarily, the distance between them was closed by their lips. Of course, that distance was widened before she could retaliate and burn his face off.

His tongue made an appearance, and he ran over his lips for a few seconds. Either to “taste” Flame Princess or to cool the heat off of them.

“Yep, just like kissin’ sunlight~”

She growled in anger, “F-fine! Then call me Flaire! Or, don’t call me at all! I’m prefer that!” Flame Princess was now rather sick of this visitor, and certainly was not happy when he disrespected her flames. Her logical thoughts were pretty much gone by now, and she craved the smell of his flesh burning in her flames.

However, the moment his lips touched hers, she froze; no pun intended.

She was still for a moment, before fire roared, causing her to look much like a forest fire. Her eyes smoldered into his, clearly unhappy. And honestly, rather flustered.

“Get out of my kingdom. Now.”

“Flaire, huh? See? Cute, just like I said.”

The Vampire King smiled, feeling rather triumphant, he was about to let up on his teasing when she started blazing a lot larger and hotter than he was expecting.

“Oh, man..”

Quickly, a hand rose up, as if to suggest to her to ease up on her threatening appearance, and not so much in defense. Not exactly backing away but being a bit more— how would any other person say this?— gentle…

“Whoa, whoa. Don’t try and roast me just yet. C’mon, I was just foolin’ around. It’s what I do. I’ll be honest, I’ve never met a female with as much fire as you’ve got—”

No time for puns, but flattery and pushing his luck seemed like a life-saving situation.

“—so I thought it’d be cool to mess with you a bit. I always mess with people I think are cool. Ya just gotta be able to handle me.”

In a way, it was much like being irresponsible with fire, if it were appropriate to compare the two of them together.

“Take it easy, take it easy… I was just foolin’, just foolin’. I won’t do it again.”

She glared at him for a while longer, before slowly her flames died down, until she was small and burning lowly again, eyes still narrowed at the vampyre.

"You shouldn't mess with me. I'm a violent force of nature and could take you out in a matter of seconds." The princess threatened in a calm rage, before licking the upper row of her teeth, tongue running across the chip in her front tooth.

"You better not. Cuz next time I won't ask so nicely of you to leave."

"...I really need to get out of here..." Flame Princess deadpanned before sighing. She rested her chin on her palms, and her elbow on her windowsill. She really hated being trapped here...

#ic #open rp

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#ooc

Vampireheir wandered into the flames

“All right!” He cheered, floating towards the exit, motioning for her to follow him. “So, where do you want to go first? Anyplace you want to see?”

She followed after him cautiously, if not a bit nervously, looking behind herself every once in a while. “Um… I don’t know. I’ve only left here once…”

“Great! So then I get to pick! Hmm…” He tapped a finger against his chin. “How ‘bout we go visit the Candy Kingdom? We could grab a bite to eat too—” The boy wiggled his eyebrows. “—if you know what I’m sayin’.”

#I just said to Sheila 'so how many candy people do you think we can murder before PB comes and beats us out of her kingdom?'#She had no comment.

She perked up, and grinned a little. "Okay, I think I'm starting to like you better now."

Vampireheir wandered into the flames

“Come on~” He teased, floating closer to her. “Live a little! I promise we won’t get caught.”

“…Okay. Deal. Let’s go.” She nodded. Sure, the princess wasn’t sure if she should trust the stranger, or if she should even leave the kingdom, but she really, really wanted to see the world around her.

“All right!” He cheered, floating towards the exit, motioning for her to follow him. “So, where do you want to go first? Anyplace you want to see?”