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@margotvanmaarsen

Привет! the name's Margot. I'm just a 22 year-old human being who was born in Moscow, Russia and raised in Manchester, England. I have a shitty degree in journalism and I quit modellling and now you can find me making music that Noel Gallagher prolly hates. Don't get surprised by my body covered in tattoos and my colorful hair and don't make fun of my broken accent. Those aren't the only things interesting about me. INDEPENDENT ROLEPLAY BLOG FACECLAIM: CLAIRE BOUCHER AKA GRIMES previously: immargotvanmaarsen

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imliamgallagher

-pokes his shoulder a tad roughly-

*spins around, eyebrow cocked* Who-

Oh. ‘Ey, Marge.

margotvanmaarsen

-William Jr giggles and crawls towards him, hugging his legs in support as he gets up slowly -

-Margot glances at them and nods- sure -smiles at Jr - vat are ye guys playing?

imliamgallagher

Well first we were playin’ the game where y’ see ‘ow many blocks y’ can stack up without ‘em fallin’. But now this one wants ta’ play hide an’ seek. *nods, as if this is the period to the end of his sentence, turning to Junior* I think ‘e wants ta’ look fer us.

margotvanmaarsen

Hide and seek, eh? -looks at Liam and then at Jr - sounds ‘bout right -Jr claps happily and crawls to a corner, he starts counting, more like yelling random numbers, Margot silently hides with Liam, holding back laughter -

wildoo

imliamgallagher

-pokes his shoulder a tad roughly-

*spins around, eyebrow cocked* Who-

Oh. ‘Ey, Marge.

margotvanmaarsen

I didn’ mean nothin’ -looks at him from the hall- Just don’ keep ‘im awake so late -grumbles angrily and curses in russian, then she moves to the kitchen to do the dishes, still angry towards him-

imliamgallagher

It ain’t late. *frowns at her, turning back to Junior with a far more loving gaze, setting him carefully on the ground* Crawl to da’, Junior. Can y’ make it over ‘ere?

*plays with Junior for a short while, then grows antsy, picking the baby up and carrying him to the kitchen* Why don’t y’ come play with us, Marge?

margotvanmaarsen

-William Jr giggles and crawls towards him, hugging his legs in support as he gets up slowly -

-Margot glances at them and nods- sure -smiles at Jr - vat are ye guys playing?

-pokes his shoulder a tad roughly-

*spins around, eyebrow cocked* Who-

Oh. ‘Ey, Marge.

margotvanmaarsen

-the child giggles as his little palms touch his cheeks lightly- I’ve been behavin’ good, da’ -Margot looks at Liam- I bet ye haven’t noticed he learned how ta’ talk properly, mate -shakes her head and walks out of the room-

imliamgallagher

*looks at Junior with a downright smitten smile, kissing his nose* Atta boy, I knew y’ would. Yer nan told me y’ learned a lot of things while I was gone, eh?

*glances at Margot, puzzled, ready for an altercation* What d’you mean, then? ‘e talks fine. ‘e talks like a kid straight outta Burnage, ‘e does.

margotvanmaarsen

I didn’ mean nothin’ -looks at him from the hall- Just don’ keep ‘im awake so late -grumbles angrily and curses in russian, then she moves to the kitchen to do the dishes, still angry towards him-

#((they're so hilarious when they fight))#((OH MAN THAT WOULD BE EMBARRASSING BUT YEAH SAME))

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//omfg i will have to buy two and send u one lola. i cannot live like this

((*cries* thank u josefina ur a saint))

#imliamgallagher

uppp-the-bracket-blog

I love you monkey man

bellecs

imliamgallagher

-pokes his shoulder a tad roughly-

*spins around, eyebrow cocked* Who-

Oh. ‘Ey, Marge.

margotvanmaarsen

-doesn’t answer at his question- Food, I feed ‘im vit fuckin’ food -the child lazily wakes up and smiles when he sees his dad- Da! -he jumps from the bed and hugs him, she looks at them with her arms folded against her chest-

imliamgallagher

Fuckin’ feedin’ ‘im something off, then. Look at this little bugger, he ain’t little anymore. *picks him up, giving Jr. a number of kisses all over his head* ‘Ey, you been behavin’? *turns to Margot with a little grin* Must’ve been.

margotvanmaarsen

-the child giggles as his little palms touch his cheeks lightly- I've been behavin' good, da' -Margot looks at Liam- I bet ye haven't noticed he learned how ta' talk properly, mate -shakes her head and walks out of the room-

#((they would walk out and i would end up in the floor hyperventilating lol))#((i know omg she's so pissed off at liam but she will forget it in a matter of minutes))

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//aw yeah they were always too weird so we forgot them. yeah same! i tore up the whole record shop looking for visions but they didn’t have it :c

((omg they don't sell any of her records here *cries*))

#imliamgallagher

imliamgallagher

-pokes his shoulder a tad roughly-

*spins around, eyebrow cocked* Who-

Oh. ‘Ey, Marge.

margotvanmaarsen

-groans, clearly pissed off at him and goes to wake William Jr up- Aye, lil’ boy, yer dad’s home -gently nudges him-

imliamgallagher

'ey, did 'e miss me? *waves his hand* Ah, stupid question, eh, 'course 'e did. *hovers over the sleeping child* Hell, what're you all feedin' 'im out 'ere? He's gotten big.

margotvanmaarsen

-doesn’t answer at his first question- Food, I feed ‘im vit fuckin’ food -the child lazily wakes up and smiles when he sees his dad- Da! -he jumps from the bed and hugs him, she looks at them with her arms folded against her chest-

#((omg I know how do ppl who interview him understand))

sixgrams

margotvanmaarsen

DRUGS by Bryan Lewis Saunders.

Each self portrait is drawn under the influence of different drugs taken daily. Within weeks of this experiment he became lethargic and suffered mild brain damage. He continues to work on this series but with much more time between doses