I will fight, to fix up and get things right...

[ this blog is ON HIATUS. Muses have been moved over to alrplcnes.tumblr.. com] Oh say, can you see? This is not who I'm supposed to be Without you I'm nobody, killing time. I try to deceive, try to win you desperately {{now im lost in the swirling sea of your sorry eyes.}} All my l i f e, I've been waiting for moments to come. When I catch fire, and wash over you like the sun. I will fight, to fix up and get things right. I can't change the world, but maybe I'll change your mind. indie oc multi-muse of all things mpreg #mpregxisms

[mpregbxys]

Yo, should I bring this blog back?

[mpregbxys]

Moving most of my muses over to @alrplcnes and pretty much putting this blog on hiatus. Go follow back there, and see you on the flip side!

[mpregbxys]

a i r p l a n e s cut through the clouds, like angels can fly; we'll never die.

Go follow my new indie!!

[mpregbxys]

well, I think i’m gonna go make a new indie. Since everybody is judging me on the fact that I rp mpreg (and I don’t like being offensive) I’ll keep you posted on my new url.

[mpregbxys]

I’m back from the depths of hell that is called work. Anyone want a starter??

[amourpoetique]

“Oh. Sorry. I-I’m Wesley.” He hadn’t even realized it wasn’t Troy who answered. He wiped his eyes again and kept his eyes down. When Troy finally came over he let out a sad sigh. “We got into a huge fight. It was terrible. Just screaming at each other. A-And then he slapped me. He has never hit me, ever. And he just slapped me across the face. So I grabbed Chloe and left. I can’t be with him anymore.” He sniffled and hugged Chloe on his hip. “Can we stay here tonight? I promise it will only be for one night.”

[mpregbxys]

Troy’s eyes widened as Wesley talked. “Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah. He HIT you?” “He didn’t get Chloe, did he?” His eyes quickly avert to the small girl on Wesley’s hip as finger tips reach out to barely brush the sleeping girls shoulder. His eyes go back up to Wes and he can see the bright red hand print of where Wesley’s boyfriend had hit him. It makes his chest ache and his heart rage with anger that that douchebag would hit his best friend. “Yeah, Yeah. Stay for tonight, or tomorrow too, if you need.” “Come on in. You can come put Chloe on my bed.” He shuts the door behind Wes and walks him to his bedroom. He can feel his brother and his brother’s boyfriend staring at them. “I hope you know we’re calling the cops.” He says as he soon as he shuts his bedroom door behind him. “And there’s no way you’re going back there tomorrow, so like, stay as long as you need.”

[paperstorm]

I about choked.

[saviorofexistence-deactivated20]

If we RP a romantic relationship:

[scldixr-deactivated20160628]

saviorofexistence:

I want them to argue. I want them to be sad. I want them to worry. I want there to be tension. Because that’s what a relationship is. They can love each other, but that doesn’t mean they get along or are happy all the time. It’s perfectly normal for people to be sad and worried or fight. Them being happy and loving all the time just doesn’t feel right to me.

[smxkeintheaxr]

City let’s out a sigh, scratching at the back of his neck and squinting at the music. It was late and be shouldn’t be up but his mind was racing with to many thoughts to truly sleep right now and he didn’t want to disturb the other, so he was attempting to distract himself by reading some old sheet music with no prevail. “Damnit…”

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[mpregbxys]

“C-city?” A shirtless Daven replies; being awoken- he was the lightest sleeper ever-when City said ‘damnit’. He rubs his eyes, sits up and reaches over to flick a lamp on. “What’re you doing?” He asks.

[roleplayiing-memes]

starter sentences: pregnancy edition.

“What are we going to do when all this is over?”

“I’m afraid I won’t be a good parent.”

“You seem to be getting pregnanter these days.”

“What d'you think we should name it?”

“I’m pregnant.”

“I’m pregnant… and it’s not yours.”

“I’m pregnant… and it’s yours.”

“People are always trying to feel my stomach.”

“Can you get me a burrito, with some pickles and peanut butter in it?”

“Your cravings are become insane.”

“I felt a kick!”

“My due date has passed… I’m worried.”

“I hope the baby has your eyes… you have the most beautiful eyes.”

“Can you help me get up?”

“I’m a planet.”

“I just don’t think we’re ready.”

[mpregbxys]

blakebloodbyheart:

Wesley knocked on the door, his two year old daughter on his hip. It was really late, and the toddler was fast asleep. He let out a sigh, wiping his eye with his free hand as the door opened. “Hi.” He looked up at his best friend, his lip trembling. “Can we stay here tonight?”

Troy was sitting on his couch watching football with his brother and his brother’s boyfriend; when there was a knock on his door on their apartment door. Troy’s brother got up to go answer and Troy heard him ask ‘Who are you?’ Troy recognized his best friends voice, and quickly got up off the couch, pushing his brother out of the way. “Wes?” He saw Chloe on Wesley’s hip and new something was up. He turns to his brother and tells him its okay, ushering him back over to sit with his boyfriend. He turns back to Wes, his face covered with worry. He brings Wes in; “Come in, Come in. What’s going on?”

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[kittenmichael]

[archivedlavender-blog]

this gets about 3x funnier every time you watch it. it’s literally science

[5sexonds-of-writing]

The fact that he hid those in his jacket. I’m dead

[lashtondipshit-deactivated20240]

Never stop reblogging this

[mpregbxys]

(open.)

[smxkeintheaxr]

Worry ran threw Christoff’s body and he brought Xander’s hand up to his lip; placing a soft kiss to the others knuckles. “I don’t know how that is.” He whispers, turning to head to kiss the back of Xander’s hand before holding it against his own cheeks. “All I see in you is things to like; I wish I could get you to see that all the time like I do…”

[mpregbxys]

“Of course all you see in me is things to like, you’re my boyfriend.” He tells Christoff. “It’s just- this... being a dad thing.” His eyes slowly find Christoff’s again. “It makes me see all these... things.. to hate about myself.” “Like I yelled at Eleanor the other night when she wouldn’t stop crying. Like who the hell does that?”

[mpregbxys]

(open.)

[smxkeintheaxr]

Christoff chuckles softly, arms wrapping around Xander and kiss going to his lip, then his cheek. “I love you Xander, I wish you wouldn’t doubt that.” He whispers, resting his forehead against the others.

[mpregbxys]

“...I can’t help it sometimes.” He murmurs to Christoff, as his forehead rests against his. “I just...” He pulls away from Christoff just the tiniest bit. His hands quickly find Christoff’s, so he can intertwine their hands. “I kinda don’t really like myself right now.” He admits to Christoff, looking down and away for a moment. “So It’s kinda hard to... see how you would.”

[mpregbxys]

(if more then 68 people want to follow me that would be great.

[mukepolska]