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@morallyskewed
stroke my ego pls
okay because im genuinely curious, can you tell me ( anon or not ) what my reputation is in the rp community? this encompasses what my reputation is in my fandom, as well as/or my reputation in the community as a whole. can be positive or negative, for constructive criticism is HIGHLY appreciated, just as compliments are. pls and thank u.
CRITIQUE MY WRITING ON ANON
I can’t respond, only post. I’m trying to improve my writing over here so any critique helps!
send me five times kissed for a drabble about five times our muses kissed
Bonnie’s not coming. My girls can’t be there. Elena won’t be there.
–Hold that thought.
She’s got more balls than you and me.
Ind. Priv. Sel. Carol Peletier. Penned by Steph. Est. February 2014.
he was never supposed to be the one that held hands and patted shoulders and yet somehow here he was… again. although it was becoming a regular part of his life he knew he would never master the art of comfort. he knows that he isn’t comforting. “❝ she’s in a better place , ❞ the words were useless, a mess of syllables that spilled out of everyones lips around him as he held her against his chest. he knows that’s not comforting and so instead he stays silent, letting her grieve quietly and in peace. it’s the one thing he can offer her; keeping those that want to pile their own grief onto her shoulders away from her. there were no words that could be said to make someone feel better after someone they loved died. there was no spell that would bring back that which had been lost. but… but he could stand here and stay strong as she crumbled to pieces in his arms and he could help her when she was ready to start picking up those pieces. // damon salvatore book & show based. written by lor.
I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.
THE PERSON WHO KNOWS WHERE ALL YOUR WEAK SPOTS ARE. WHO WILL STOP AT NOTHING TO MAKE SURE YOU AND EVERYONE THAT YOU LOVE SUFFERS. THE MYTH, THE LEGEND. THE BADDEST BITCH OF ALL.
KATHERINE.
the flowers that grow throughout my rib cage are so beautiful, but i can’t fucking breathe.
I’m home & don’t work today at all and am caught up on assignments ( shocking, i know ) so hit me up for plots please! i really want to get more shamless threads, twd threads and start a 100 verse this weekend hopefully!! or you can just like this for a starter in any of those verses, or my main.
LET THE SLAUGHTER BEGIN!
SHORT STORIES, my favorite kind of poetry ( meme ).
SIX WORDS .
❝ i heard you were doing good. ❞ ❝ you don’t grow your horns overnight. ❞ ❝ i promise, it gets better eventually. ❞ ❝ & we never talked after that. ❞ ❝ am i really, truly, that unlovable? ❞ ❝ don’t talk like you’re coming back. ❞ ❝ my most dangerous habit is trusting. ❞ ❝ we’re made of stars & stories. ❞ ❝ you didn’t have to do that. ❞ ❝ everything is poetry when you’re drunk. ❞ ❝ did i mean anything to you? ❞ ❝ real feelings don’t just go away. ❞ ❝ you came & changed the weather. ❞ ❝ when can you just be mine? ❞ ❝ there was no love, only lust. ❞ ❝ darling, stop wishing on dead stars. ❞ ❝ art is another form of screaming. ❞ ❝ silence is the most painful goodbye. ❞ ❝ what the fuck did you do? ❞ ❝ i’m drunk, dizzy & missing you. ❞ ❝ kiss me like you’re losing me. ❞ ❝ i don’t feel like smiling today. ❞ ❝ not all good people are innocent. ❞ ❝ we’re a disaster in the making. ❞ ❝ some things are better left unsaid. ❞ ❝ we really should’ve talked about it. ❞ ❝ i’m so glad i met you. ❞ ❝ i wish i knew you earlier. ❞ ❝ i fucked (pronoun/name) to our song. ❞ ❝ i dreamed of you this night. ❞
TEN WORDS .
❝ you saw the messed up parts of me, & stayed. ❞ ❝ all i’ve ever wanted was for someone to save me. ❞ ❝ since you left, i have no one to talk to. ❞ ❝ i apologize for the nights in which i cannot breathe. ❞ ❝ everytime i look at you, i want to kiss you. ❞ ❝ we said no strings attached but now we’re in knots. ❞ ❝ there’s a difference between missing someone & missing having someone. ❞ ❝ for which f are you drinking? fuck, forget, or fun? ❞ ❝ my biggest mistake was thinking i could live without (pronoun/name). ❞ ❝ whenever (name/pronoun) rose to kiss me, i fell even more. ❞ ❝ i wish that ‘goodnight’ was followed by ‘i love you’. ❞ ❝ let’s smoke a pack of mentholds & talk about love. ❞ ❝ your deep, sleepy voice makes me feel like i’m okay. ❞ ❝ i read both of our horoscopes looking for an answer ❞ ❝ reality is the absolute last place i want to be. ❞ ❝ i didn’t expect that drunk kiss could mean this much. ❞ ❝ all i need is a late night drive with you. ❞ ❝ feeling pain is nowhere near as terrifying as feeling nothing. ❞ ❝ your eyes are the color of summer fading into autumn. ❞ ❝ you are the warmest home i will ever, ever find. ❞ ❝ the world is less scary when i am with you. ❞ ❝ i still can’t tell which of us was the victim. ❞ ❝ i just need an excuse to hang out with you. ❞ ❝ your expectations for me have been set way too high. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to feel this way about anyone else. ❞
Rping with bi and gay men is gross because they're acting their sexual fantasies out on rp
Right, so I’m going to answer this one then anon is probably going to go back off. Firstly, I wish I was Frank Fontaine because then my would you kindly and fuck off would actually happen.
Secondly, do you honestly just think it’s men? I know for a fact there are woman who use RP roleplays to act out fantasies they have in their heads. I’m not saying everyone does it but a lot of RPers, regardless of their sexuality or gender do it.
Thirdly, if this is your way of calling a really good fucking friend of mine gross, you need to unfollow me because that is not okay. I make mistakes, I’m not a perfect person, but I am loyal to my friends and won’t stand for this bullshit.Saying roleplaying with gay and bi men is gross is out of order. My blog is safe for any gender and any sexuality and always will be.
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ezra
“Stop spelling things out like I don’t know what they are.” He muttered, as he watched her laughing at him. God, she was the worst little sister ever. He sighed as he leaned back into the couch. “No, I don’t. I don’t sing in the shower or anywhere else.”
"i’m not entirely sure you do know what they are,” she replied tapping her finger against her chin in mock thought even as a devilish smile graced her lips. “i mean you have cassettes still. they don’t even make those players anymore.” kicking her feet up onto the table she tilted her head as she rolled her eyes. “fine you don’t sing anywhere, the neighbours dog just starts howling for no reason at all.”
rick
rick’s kicked carol out of the group for KILLING karen, and david, she couldn’t be among them after burning two of their own alive out of a hunch. he didn’t REGRET it either, what if it had been carl or judith? or anyone else he cared deeply for? he stops on the side of the road to collect his thoughts, and calm himself down internally. he puts the car in park, and steps out to lean against the side. he pinches the bridge of his nose, lips curled in a deep frown.
rick spins around at the sound of a voice, gun already out of the HOLSTER on his hip, and aimed directly at her, the former deputy cocks his head to the side, staring her down with suspicious eyes, “water?” he repeats, surprised that was the question she’d ask him. he had expected her to lunge forward, and kill him right then, and there, but he was no monster, and he knew what it was like to be thirsty. he lowers his gun, “yeah, give me a second.” he slips into the holster on his hip, yanking the car door open, and yanking out a spare bottle of water. he handed it to her, stepping back soon after, evident he was still suspicious of her motives. “you alone?” he asks.
elena nodded her parched mouth making her move forward at the very thought of water just managing to stop herself as she sees the gun in his hand and the hard voice that follows. swallowing in a dry throat she nods rapidly her hands raising as if in order to show the shrug she’s to tired to perform. “i ran out.. awhile ago.” the rasp of her voice, the throatiness she’d once wanted the loudest thing in her ears. and then it’s sweet relief as he reaches for the water and elena can’t stop herself as she moves forward probably too quickly and snatching the bottle but opening it very carefully, oh so carefully because she didn’t want to spill any.
drinking the bottle down without a breath she gasped as she finished, her eyes closing in relief. “thank you,” the words are hardly enough but it’s all she has to offer at the moment. “.... yea.. yea i’m alone.” jeremy had died not even.. she doesn’t remember how long but she’d run after it had happened. it’s what landed her on this side of the highway by herself. “my brother didn’t make it.” just the words bring tears pricking into dark brown eyes that she HATES because she’s stronger than this. she’s the last one alive. it’s not.. well it is because he’s GONE and she can’t do anything about it, but it’s also because it was her job to look after him and now.. well now she didn’t have a job anymore.
“what about you? are you alone?” the word has an aching to it that she had never heard in her voice before. elena had always belonged somewhere; the cheerleading squad, the daughter of two doctors, the sister of a younger brother, the best friend to bonnie and caroline, the amazing girlfriend to matt. she’d always had PEOPLE around her that needed her, somewhere that she fit.
