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Feel me to just start an rp or roleplay with me at any point in time like really... i am bored and friendly and fairly charming. Message me even loves
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(I love the last one so much)
WHY DOES THIS NOT HAVE SO MANY LIKES!!!!????? its so hard to find dedicated cosplayers in that type of age. this is amazing.
Ah! she said, lifting her lovely tear-bright eyes to the ceiling. If you knew all the dreams I’ve dreamed !
Gustave Flaubert , Madame Bovary (via loveage-moondream)
and when our bodies rise again, they will be wildflowers, then rabbits, then wolves singing a perfect love to the beautiful, meaningless moon.
Philip Appleman, from “Gathering by the River,” Poetry (October/November 1987)
I am strangely tired, not from having talked so much but at the mere thought of what I still have to say.
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Listening to her statements, the vampire couldn’t help but smirk in amusement at her determination. Speak to whoever was in charge? Did she have a death wish? Watching her, the vampire voiced his opinions on the matter. “The person in charge just so happens to be the man who calls himself our father. Also known as the Vampire King. Not only is he a very powerful man in the human world, he’s also the strongest vampire in existence.”
“If you wish to argue with that man, be my guest. He’ll kill you and get you out of our hair at the very least." He added in a mutter, crossing his arms. Scoffing a bit at her request, the vampire seemed uninterested. "Whatever. Just be ready for school by 10pm tomorrow night." he stated, knowing that it wouldn’t be long before the sun rose.
He was tired, and assumed she would be too after such a stressful morning. It would be hard getting used to their schedule, of course, but there wasn’t anything he could really do about it.
Within an instant, the vampire disappeared from the room only to appear in his own, not saying another word to the girl.
She nodded at him slowly before sitting at the edge of the bed crumbling the nightgown in her hand and taking a jagged sigh. She was holding back tears knowing they wouldn't do any good... School? While she knew they were vampires and could range from a variety of ages she was in fact almost 20. Curious as to what class they would put her in and what it would be like she laid down slowly curling into a ball before falling asleep.
Awaking sometime in the night she arose groggy and curious with the urge to explore her new surroundings. She walked slowly out of her room looking around before wandering in a randomly chose direction.
He tried to mask the insidious smirk with an amused smile and, letting Natalie finish her words, he simply offered his arm, in a gentleman gesture, leading her slowly through the crowd.
"Thank you for your compliments. I hope I will offer high quality company tonight." He turned slightly, a calm, lazy smile resting on his lips as he did so.
"I am the executive manager of Kafka. And I also appreciate beauty." A grin marked by complicity adorned his features as he pronounced the last words, after a second stopping a waiter to provide them two glasses of champagne.
She took his arm and smiled looking around nervously before taking a glass from the waiter and bringing it up to her lips for a small sip.
"Oh I have no doubt that you be...I only hope I will be able to provide the same level of company one would expect for someone so high up in Kafka. I always loved the name, it's after the author correct? I never finished the book Metamorphosis but that's always what I assumed the inspiration was. Am I wrong?" She looked up at him curiously for a moment before looking at another piece with a content sigh.
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