I WON'T GIVE IN. ap.

PERSONALS BLOCKED! Do not take these as fighting words, but my aspect is simply the best there is.

[ladylite-blog]

I’m... feeling sick to my stomach again.

[professor-cinnamon-roll]

I made a Modern Magic aesthetic picture like all the cool kids.

[ladylite-blog]

BOLD any fears which apply to your muse. Italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

the dark || fire || open water || deep water || being alone || crowded spaces || confined spaces ||change || failure || war || loss of control || powerlessness || prison || blood || drowning || suffocation || public speaking || natural animals || the supernatural || heights || death || dying || intimacy || rejection || abandonment || loss || the unknown || the future || not being good enough || scary stories || speaking to new people || poverty || loud noises || being touched || sex || chains || inner demons || hallucinations || staring || going berserk || betrayal

TAGGING: Honestly I have no energy for that,

[softwaring]

Evening Sky

[turntechgnostalgia-deactivated2]

       Roxy can feel herself relax as she gets a response. Finally content with her hair, she turns fully towards the other woman. She looks her up and down, suddenly a little intimidated by her familiar stunning good looks. She’s taken aback when she’s offered a hand, a bright smile breaking across her face as she gives it a firm shake. Who would have thought she’d meet a potential friend in a dingy restroom? 

“Pleasure ta meetcha, Rose. You can call me Roxy. My last name’s Lalonde too, actually!” 

          A coincidence? Couldn’t be. Last time she checked Lalonde wasn’t exactly a common surname. Smith? Sure. Johnson? You bet. But there were never many Lalondes running about.

[ladylite-blog]

        Lalonde, hmm? Well, she can’t say she’s surprised, but she didn’t particularly expect to meet one of the same last names in this city. Perhaps she managed to bounce timelines on her way here? It would be just her luck, knowing her. Instead of voicing her slight complaints, she shoves all of her questions down back into her heart, waiting to be asked at a more appropriate time.

“How coincidental. That means we already have something in common.”

        She allows a soft chuckle to shake her shoulders, glad that some people aren’t absolutely awful in this city. 

“As much as I’d love to continue talking, I’m sure I’m holding you up from something.”

[ladylite-blog]

@adamantclawkind wishes to speak with the Lady.

“I purrfur forest green.” She can’t help but let out a soft giggle at the doubled-up pun, hands in her pockets. “What about you? Forest green or Chartreuse?”

[ladylite-blog]

@librais wishes to speak with the Lady.

“What--these? They’re Skittles. Do you want some?”

[the-witches-glossary]

The Wiccan’s Glossary

[ladylite-blog]

@lonemusicalsoul wishes to speak with the Lady.

“It’s magic.”

[ladylite-blog]

@galaxytied wishes to speak with the Lady.

“Did you know that the word astronaut comes from the Greek word “Astron,” which means star, and “nautes,” which means sailor. The Russian cosmonaut has a similar meaning from ‘kosmos,’ meaning universe, and again “nautes” sailor.”

[ladylite-blog]

let me be free

[ladylite-blog]

I’ll let this one slide, but for future reference: I am a private/mutuals only blog. Mostly all of my posts are for mutuals.

[ladylite-blog]

Like for a starter, darlings.

[sunslarnmer-blog]

That feeling when you’ve been sitting on this bias list for three hours… No seriously though, I am so so happy that I’ve finally rebooted this asshole after months and months of talking about it. I’ve had some weird experiences in this fandom, but now that the webcomic is over, I think we’ve chilled out a bit. That being said, I’m so happy that I’ve started roleplaying as Dave again. Homestuck was my very first fandom, and I can’t believe that I’m still trash for these children after all these years.  Thank you all so much for welcoming me back into the fandom. ♥

Okay, that’s enough schmaltzy shit for now. Let’s hop on over to the list!

@ectowind @rapdex / @8luh, @bloodmade @mysterypined @pacxfxsm @sockheir @librais @karkxt @galaxytied / @kisshoten @knightofnxthing @llaqueum @aestui @darlingblooky @bloodmade @nigie-uno @kindpan @idoliicus @isolatore @ofsomnixm @pineshewer @elephantchiild @mcncheri @mcyormabel @meidooflife @agoddamnrogue / @fortunatenax @ciphcrs @ironicallyastar @thewindythingy @timaeusturbulent @pinvxrt @virxdian @ladylite

[turntechgnostalgia-deactivated2]

          Roxy bites her lip, wondering if it would be inappropriate to speak up. After a beat, her eyes dart down to the sink as she lets out a hesitant laugh. 

“Pretty sure they sell their souls to get it perfect every time.” 

[ladylite-blog]

“Undoubtedly, my dear. Undoubtedly.”

        Rose flows easily with the other person’s words, blinking as she got her eyeliner as close to perfect as she could, and then huffing. It’ll have to do. She pockets the eyeliner in her purse, turning to the familiar lady and extending her hand. Make a friend, make a difference, she always says.

“Rose Lalonde. You are?”

[ladylite-blog]

(( I have to finish at least two and a half more paragraphs for my last essay of the year

[ironicallyastar]

@ladylite from here

            – ‘ I’m sorry, ma’am, that’s not how my task             force operates. I’ll go first and everything. I’m David             Damien Maribel Strider, and I hate my middle names.             Your turn. ‘

[ladylite-blog]

“Fine, fine, I’ll play your little game, David.

      I’m Rosalyn Anne Lalonde, and I find your adamance both appalling and endearing.”