MOTHER'S DAUGHTER.

so don't fuck with my freedom, i came back to get me some. i'm nasty⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀/⠀⠀⠀⠀ i'm evil must be something in the water, or that i'm my mother's daughter. a private independent rp blog that focuses on oddballs and things that go bump in the night. penned by sarah ( 18+, she / her ) var sc_project=12096792; var sc_invisible=1; var sc_security="027a104f"; var sc_https=1;

[lonelyfeel]

i’ve made a new blog where i can rp a little more freely. if we’re close, i’ll give it to you! otherwise, i just wanna move into it slowly. i won’t be transferring old threads (sorry) but old ships, i’m open to talking about.

[lonelyfeel]

for those of you who witnessed me last night.... i got a little goofy and a little chaotic. i also think i’m going to copy bianca and make a new blog so i can get my Fresh Start. i will probably be deleting muses and feeling less guilty about it. i’m gonna add more hot, older women (because i can) and that’s that!

[lonelyfeel]

i feel like i only wanna use anya chalotra for the next .... few days. so like this for a (probably) smutty starter from either my oc vampire lilith, or from yennefer from the witcher series. it’ll be modern unless you ask for something not modern.

[lonelyfeel]

hi i’m deleting all of my drafts and starting new.... let’s do some new threads! i’m a little overwhelmed with the ones i have. 

[lonelyfeel]

does anyone miss me??!

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YOU’RE ALL SO SWEET I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS GOT 7 NOTES I’M CRYING HELLO

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i want to start dating someone NOW so that by the time my birthday comes, they’ll feel obligated to get me a present.

[lonelyfeel]

does anyone miss me??!

[templatepsds]

。・ template psd sixty three, template pack twenty eight by templatepsds ゜+.*

-`. info .’-

+ as requested, here are two criminal report templates. the first is inspired by the one found in the ‘Shatter Me’ series.

+ I put the text you’re supposed to replace in separate folders, highlighted with colors (you’ll see what I mean).

+ for the second one, to add more criminal history records, duplicate both the date and crime charge text and drag it under, to the next line. keep doing that for as many as you want.

+ not for commercial use or anything like that! just for personal use/to have fun.

+ adjust as much as you want to suit your liking.

+ please like or reblog if you download.

+ message if you have any questions/difficulties!

-`. dl .’-

+ one (shatter me inspired)

+ two (more in-depth one)

[lonelyfeel]

「  𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙥 ／ dickhead. 」

[lonelyfeel]

shallcwater‌:

DAWSON: is this a booty call??? bc it feels like a booty call DAWSON: i mean i NOT saying no DAWSON: but i’m also not NOT saying yes?? DAWSON: i guess i just need some clarification DAWSON: ya kno, so i know what to tell the florist when i go pick up your flowers

MAGGIE: oh my god, DAWSON. MAGGIE: i’m out here trying to be smooth, and i have to clarify... MAGGIE: yes, it’s a booty call.  MAGGIE: please don’t tell the florist that you’re going for a booty call. MAGGIE: and if you do, please don’t tell them who i am. MAGGIE: are you coming or not?

[lonelyfeel]

open to: f/nb/m.

suggested connections: babysitter, kid’s teacher, parent of kid’s classmate, ex wife, daughter of rival gang leader, one of his employees (escort, drug runner, etc), anything you could think of that’s not vanilla. 

about elvis: the city’s largest crime lord, who also has two kids with a very sweet ex wife, part of the pta, and no one knows the wiser.

with his phone in his hand, elvis fell back into bed. scrolling through his contacts, his thumb hovered over their name. god, he shouldn’t ... right? there was no reason he should, but he just put the kids to bed and went upstairs so he could finally get some rest. but there was something in him that wanted to. he started a new message, and then began to type.

               elvis: you up right now?                elvis: bout to get some sleep, but couldn’t stop thinking                about how nice your ass looked today.                elvis: you ever back that up, or are you too busy fending                off ever person that’s ever laid eyes on you?

grinning to himself, he moved to their instagram and began to scroll through pictures. he knew he should’ve just let it go, turned his phone off and go to sleep. but he didn’t. 

[lonelyfeel]

tag drop.

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azaleapaths‌:

LAUREL: shut the fuck up!!!! i just hex playfully LAUREL: the three deaths are possibly correlated to my hexing BUT it doesn’t mean i’m KILLING them LAUREL: and penelope wasn’t nice, she sucked. i stalked her instagram LAUREL: disguising yourself as what, exactly? LAUREL: any glamour you use i’ll just be able to see through bc i’m the witch you won’t date, asshole

YORK: absolutely related, absolutely murder. YORK: it’s cute and all, but have you ever heard of clinginess? YORK: not attractive. in my personal, humble opinion... YORK: okay so maybe she sold fake ‘hair’ gummies to 13 year olds. YORK: maybe she was a total bitch about people’s looks. YORK: but she’s WAY nicer than the other two dead ones. YORK: maybe a lizard, or something. make you think i got turned into a wizard by a witch that doesn’t accidentally kill girlfriends? YORK: god, i hate how smart you are. free for a coffee later?

[lonelyfeel]

tag drop.

[lonelyfeel]

azaleapaths‌:

open starter: open to f/m/nb. significant other, fwb, best friend. she can either be actually a witch like she is in her usual verse or just witchy and weird like she is in her human verse.

LAUREL: hey, jsyk i put a hex on your ex while i was drunk last night LAUREL: so if they end up dead, i mean i guess… my bad? LAUREL: happy valentine’s day!

YORK: jesus christ, laurel. this is the 3rd dead girlfriend i’ve had. YORK: THIS is why we can’t have nice things. YORK: penelope was actually kind of nice. YORK: can you please stop hexing people? YORK: i told you, i just can’t date a witch. too complicated.  YORK: i’m gonna have to start disguising myself.

[lonelyfeel]

open to: f/nb | suggestion connections: current/previous student, best friend turned lover, childhood friend turned lover, colleague, daughter’s friend, daughter of friend, etc.

       they had to have gotten away with it, right? she did everything that she needed to do to make sure that it seemed like it was self defense — especially since she had a witness. the plan had been in the works for years, and it started with the photographs of bruises and recordings of him yelling at her. and because she knew his lawyers would make her look like the villain in the marriage… it had to end this way. the two of them told him of their affair, and he was angry… very angry. she hurt his ego in the worst way possible, so the minute he came after her and she did what she could. unfortunately it was bloodier that she had wanted it to be… but that was fine. blood didn’t matter to her, because she had gotten away with it.

      after calling the cops and giving her statement, she had pulled the other into the bathroom and into the large shower that she had once shared with her dead husband. maybe she should’ve been upset about it, or maybe she should’ve been a little shaken over killing someone… but she was overjoyed. as she started the water, she stripped herself and got into the warmth. “will you help me wash my back?” she questioned, a wiggle of her eyebrows as she grinned. the way she spoke was suggestive, showing off her body though it was a little… messed up that she was flirting when the two had just committed a murder. but ava was a little messed up having to live with him for over twenty years. who could blame her?

[lonelyfeel]

「  𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙥 ／ dickhead. 」

open to: f/m/nb. plot: your muse is an old high school bully that used to tease before she ‘dropped out’ and did homeschooling. they’ve been recently interacting with her on social media (liking & retweeting things) and after not seeing each other in five or six years, maggie sends this....

MAGGIE: i’m back in town for the weekend before i go on press tour. MAGGIE: despite you making my life a living hell, i have an offer. MAGGIE: how about you come to my airbnb.... MAGGIE: and make it up to me? MAGGIE: bring flowers and anything else that might ‘aid’ in you making it up to me. MAGGIE: don’t chicken out.

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SNAP → 👽

[lonelyfeel]

landslidcs‌:

TILLY: i mean…are they hot? if they’re hot and don’t make me walk in snow i could overlook their punchable faces  TILLY: bad books include twilight and 50 shades of grey TILLY: anything else is debatable  TILLY: hm… TILLY: i guess that depends on what else you have to offer me?  TILLY: i won’t hoe my young fabulous body out to just any old girl you know 

LAUREN: i don’t know, they’re my uncles? and they’re my dad’s older brothers and my dad is... like, old. LAUREN: i would say no, judging by the fact that they have to buy their wives. LAUREN: hey! i loved twilight! edward is sooooo dreamy. 😍 LAUREN: although i would most likely want to date rosalie. LAUREN: ummm.... i don’t have any books or coffee.  LAUREN: but my parents have a cabin in the woods that’s cute to go to in the middle of icy weather?