Katherine looked up from her typewriter. “Yes, actually. I’m sure.”
“You sure, sure?” Clyde asked.
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Katherine looked up from her typewriter. “Yes, actually. I’m sure.”
“You sure, sure?” Clyde asked.
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“It’s Cosette!” She corrected him before watching him run off. She looked back and saw a few police cars pass by. She walked the same way he ran “Clyde?” She asked looking around for wherever he went.
“Over here,” He called out, waving his hand in the air. “Over here, Cosette.”
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“It is a very good thing.” She huffed, crossing her arms as she shrunk back down to normal size “And I’m Cosette.”
“You ‘ure about that.. Collet.” Clyde eyeballed her outfit, before noticing the sirens. “Oh shit,” he said, running for cover.
‘ You be quiet. If we’ve gotta be around her, I want her to like me! ‘sides if your brother loves her, you ought to too. ’
“That’s because she has a habit of talking nonsense about.. Church.”
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Katherine's dream is that she kept seeing that she died with Clyde, instead of Bonnie.
Guess what my muse’s recurring nightmare is.
“Clyde. I had a bad dream.”
“And what kind of dream is that, Bubbles?” Clyde asked.
I'm giving you, Clyatherine!
Send me a ship and I’ll tell you…
Who asks the other on dates: Clyde
Who is the bigger cuddler: Katherine
Who initiates holding hands more often: Neither
Who remembers anniversaries: Katherine
Who is more possessive: Clyde
Who gets more jealous: Both
Who is more protective: Clyde
Who is more likely to cheat: Clyde
Who initiates sexy times the most: Clyde
Who dislikes PDA the most: Katherine
Who kills the spider: Katherine
Who asks the the other to marry them: Neither
Who buys the other flowers or gifts: Both
Who would bring up possibly having kids: Katherine
Who is more nervous to meet the parents: Clyde
Who sleeps on the couch when the other is angry: Clyde
Who tries to make up first after arguments: Neither
Who tells the other they love them more often: Clyde, in his own way.
Send me a ship and I’ll tell you...
Who asks the other on dates: Who is the bigger cuddler: Who initiates holding hands more often: Who remembers anniversaries: Who is more possessive: Who gets more jealous: Who is more protective: Who is more likely to cheat: Who initiates sexy times the most: Who dislikes PDA the most: Who kills the spider: Who asks the the other to marry them: Who buys the other flowers or gifts: Who would bring up possibly having kids: Who is more nervous to meet the parents: Who sleeps on the couch when the other is angry: Who tries to make up first after arguments: Who tells the other they love them more often:
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"I've got your back." //Here's some Clyatherine for ya!
Katherine smiled at the man. “Thank you so much. You must be Clyde Barrow. I’m Katherine Plumber. I’ve read about your runs in the paper.”
“Champion? I thought that it was Chestnut. Clyde Chestnut Barrow.” She said, raising up his birth certificate. “It even says it right here.”
Clyde snatched his birth certificate from her, then looks at her with a smirk on his face. “And you said that your name is Plumber, right.“
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“ This one he got a princely racket That’s what I said now .”
Jack groaned. Stupid Criminal
Clyde gives him a beer. “Have a beer!” Stupid Newsie.
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“ This one he got a princely racket That’s what I said now .”
“ Shut it stupid Criminal.”
“My lips are sealed.” Stupid Newsie.
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“ This one he got a princely racket That’s what I said now .”
“ How dare yous call me a stupid Newsie.”
“F’ne. Newsie!”
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“ This one he got a princely racket That’s what I said now .”
“ Yous is jus’ a stupid criminal.” Jack brushed some dust off his clothes.’
“Hey! I am not a stupid criminal. You stupid Newsie!” Clyde said, playing with his gun.
A thing I have to say:
If I’m RPing with you, I’m not “putting up” with you. I’m RPing with you because I fucking like it. You are not a burden, you are not an inconvenience. You are a delight. YOU ARE A DELIGHT.
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“5′3 but that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be feared.” She stood on her toes to be an extra few inches taller.
“Faisty and short. Is that a good thing to you?” Clyde asked the girl. “I’m Clyde Barrow, by the way.”
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She gently shook her head “Nothing, I am just…” She trailed off thinking, she wasn’t doing anything, just walking. “Walking, just walking.” She replied simply. “Oh and I’m not a child, I’m just short.”
He raised a brow. “How tall ‘re you?”