.Magicath & Wrenegade.

❝Happily ever after, or even just together ever after, is not cheesy. It’s the most courageous thing two people can shoot for.❞ Hello, smart girl, would you like to talk to me about Great Expectations? independent roleplay blog for the book fangirl by rainbow rowell. i do not own anything. and i will rp with any fandom. i am also tracking my url, magicathx.

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[magicathx]

aftershocksx:

     ”Can you try taking them off when you speak to people? Would that help?”

                                ❝Oh hell no. I'm blind as a fucking bat. I'd probably head butt somebody and not even notice if I didn't have contacts or glasses on.❞

[magicathx]

pyropolar:

       It was rare that Mason felt the way he did. He usually tried to keep to himself, and if there ever were any conversations with strangers, they were cut short due to the mere lack of interest. He felt as if this girl brought out a shell that surrounded him, causing him to be very cautious to just how involved he became with her. This was probably the reason he wasn’t at her side trying to comfort her as he usually would be. “It doesn’t really matter to me.” He was very.. uncaring at this point. That is, until he heard what she had to say next. “You— want to fix me? You don’t even know me. I mean damn, I just told you I killed my family. There is no fixing for me. And.. I don’t know. Whatever works, I guess. If you feel like it’ll help, go find some people that are willing to get better and help them.”

                                She shook her head, trying to reel herself back into the world. Cath was out of it, definitely, but the question was, why. The brunette looked up at him, studying his face, trying to look for at least a small amount of emotion. And she found none. He seemed sad, of course, but it didn't show. It must've taken a lot of practice, she guessed. She wanted to know more about his past. She didn't want to pry but it seemed interesting. No, no, that's rude of me think. His pain being interesting, she thought. ❝Killing your family and the pain behind it is unfixable, that's obvious...❞ Cath mumbled to herself, not sure where she was going with what she just said. ❝But I want to fix your view on things. That life sucks and there's nothing you can do about it. Because life does suck, but there are things you can do about it.❞

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the-onesthatyouwant:

       ”I’m not that big of a fan of alcohol.”

                                ❝Good. You've still got that little shred of innocence in you. Hold on to that, alright?❞

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aftershocksx:

     ”It can’t be all that terrible, though. Gives you time to try out a new look just for the day. Glasses are considered to be sort of retro, y’know.”

                                ❝But people don't recognize me. That's the problem!❞

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dickheadstho:

             ”Not very friendly, are you?”

                                ❝I see no point.❞

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[magicathx]

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     I literally don't have the energy to do anymore replying, sorry. I think I'll just lurk around skype again tonight. I have therapy tomorrow and dance the rest of the day, so I probably won't be home until around 7? 9, the latest.

                                Love you guys, and stay awesome, Gotham. xxx

[magicathx]

lipsofa--demonx:

        “I think you should be quiet,” she flipped her hair over her shoulder, running her fingers over the other girl’s ass. “Man, it’s just as curvy as it looks,” Olivia smirked, biting down on her bottom lip.

                                Reagan chuckled darkly at her compliment, soon turning around to meet the other's eyes. She bit down on her lower lip, gripping the girl's butt in her hands, soon clashing their lips.

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[magicathx]

pyropolar:

       He wasn’t sure whether the time called for him to draw in closer or back away. Deciding backing away from this girl would only dispel any kind of intimidation he may try to add in later. “There’s no difference, really. Everyone’s a little crazy. Excuse me, but I can let my past do whatever I want my past to do. If my past causes me to act out, who am I to stop it? You’d have someone if you weren’t so hostile. The way you’re acting isn’t exactly ideal when you’re trying to make friends.” He didn’t think anything of it, really. The only part that was mildly concerning was that they were in a library where this sort of behavior was definitely frowned upon. “I’m used to it. Don’t apologize.” 

                                She slowly walked back to her seat, soon collapsing into it. The way she was acting...it wasn't her. What was wrong? Cath felt so stupid for being like this, so she hid her face in her hands, not aware of the tears brimming her eyes. ❝I'm not usually like this, I swear.❞ She wanted it to come out as a yell but it sounded more like a whimper and a plea for help. Cather lifted her head up, looking down at her hands. ❝You shouldn't be used to it. That's the problem. I think I yelled at you because I want to fix you. Seeing someone broken makes me think of myself and maybe if I start fixing someone else maybe I'll get better. That's logical, right? Or do I sound like an idiot.❞

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[magicathx]

lipsofa--demonx:

         ”Well nothing now,” she grabbed the girls hips and pushed her against the wall. Olivia turned the girl around so that her chest was pressed against the wall. She pulled on the girl’s hips, bringing her butt out towards the strawberry blonde. Smirking, she put her hand lightly on the other’s butt.

                                Reagan rolled her eyes, moving her hands to touch the wall in front of her. ❝Took you long enough. We've been having this conversation for, what, ten minutes? You've been staring at my ass for half of it.❞ A smirk curled onto her lips, her eyes fluttering shut. 

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pyropolar:

       Maybe he was just in the mood to start something. He was feeling quite.. rowdy, if you will. “Let me tell you something, miss. I have one friend, and he’s one of the most amazing people in the world. My family on the other hand, were some of the worst. Not my mother, she was amazing, but she was killed my the man I was forced to call my father. He got what was coming to him though. I killed him along with my two brothers. Now, tell me again how much my family cares for me.” Mason. He raised an expectant eyebrow, keeping his arms tightly crossed over his lean chest. 

                                She raised her eyebrows and walked around the table between them, folding her arms across her chest. ❝I was talking about people in general! Not sociopaths. I was just trying to make a point, not ask for your life story. I understand how you feel. But you can't let your past manifest into your future. It doesn't work like that! There's a reason why it's called the past. And at least you have someone by your side! When I've got nobody. My mother left my family, drove my father to hospitalized madness, and you don't see me complaining about it, asshole!❞ She might've crossed the line with her cursing, soon taking a step back, shaking her head. ❝I-I'm sorry. That was wrong. I shouldn't've called you that.❞ It came out like a whisper and her confidence was finally drained.