I KNOW IT'S WRONG FOR ME TO STAY

i've grown up in a broken city, i've seen chain, but i don't want p i t y, maybe i'm too young to be demanding. i have tried, and i have failed, to bear the cross, piercing n a i l s, forgive me please, oh please be understanding, 'cause i will not forget the l o v e you gave, but be that as it may, every night i p r a y, for brighter stars, more golden days, and to be taken far away . . .

[scvrpions]

her scarlet mane had already been in visible disarray, the consequence of too many hours spent restocking and categorizing textbooks after the caffeine-drenched college kids rifled through them - - - midterms were a particularly taxing time around the library; daphne hadn’t been entirely alert, but she soon found herself jolted back into reality with the sudden collision… and an unexpected dousing of coffee. “it’s… it’s fine,” daphne muttered, glancing down at her stained blouse. “i — it’s, um… i was on my way to get some anyway?”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

“here, let me get it for you, i really owe you one,” her voice was soft an apologetic. anette was used to owing people favors, she had a habit of getting herself into trouble with her absentmindedness, and was always willing to make up for her wrongdoings. “besides,” she added quickly afterwards, “it seems i need to get another one myself.” she shook the plastic cup in her hand, now empty, to emphasize her point.

[laylaesc-blog]

josslyn’s shoes had become untied all day. each time she went to tie them, it seemed like they would become untied the very next second. By now, it was just getting annoying. it became even more of a hassle when she felt somebody bump into her and then drops of hot liquid against her skin. “ah–” she said before standing up and she looked at the lady, “oh no, what? I should be the one apologizing to you. That’s what I get for bending down in the middle of the crowd to tie my shoe.” she shook her head before watching her go through her purse. “uh, napkins? we probably need those, right?”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

her hands sifted through her bag momentarily, before pulling out a package of tissue she’d remembered leaving in there the other day. “i suppose this will have to do, won’t it ?” anette frowned slightly, offering the girl in front of her one. "really, you don’t have to apologize, if i could keep my head out of the clouds for five seconds this wouldn’t have happened,” the blonde rambled on, sending her an embarrassed smile.

[sunglcw-blog]

“ joder ! might wanna watch where you’re going next time, an ? ” the raven-haired girl snaps, the annoyance in her tone clearly matching the frosty glare she shoots her clumsy friend. “ you’re lucky i’ve decided to be nice today. see, i could forgive you for this. even if these are designer shoes and frankly, my favorite pair. if it were some other unfortunate klutz, they’d be dead faster than you can say gilipollas. ”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

“woah ! watch the spanish insults, please. let me remind you that you know exactly what kind of danger i pose when i’m holding a drink,” she jutted a finger at the girl next to her, her lips pouting just slightly. “i’m sorry about your shoes, i promise one day soon i’ll take you out shopping and we can waste our money on five more pairs, but until then all i can offer is my deepest sympathies - and maybe your next latte. if you come with me i’ll buy it for you.”

[hcmptonshqs-blog]

Olivia was aimlessly walking and as usual, not paying attention to where she was going. But, before she knew it, hot coffee was spilled onto her white tee-shirt. She looked up at the woman with a shrug, shaking her head. “Oh, don’t worry about it. You know, usually when people want to get me out of my clothes, they just ask.”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

“well, you know what they say. better to beg forgiveness than ask permission,” she joked, trying to make light of the situation. “not that i actually believe that,” anette followed quickly, offering the girl in front of her of a tissue, “here - it might not do too much, but it’s kind of all i have right now. i really do feel bad.”

[gabsgibs]

“but it’s like they’re not even trying, prue,” she complained with a long sigh, “i can tell they’re not practicing at all outside of class. and maybe they’re not going up against her, but if they actually took this seriously, they could be the next her.”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

“not all of them are supposed to be the next prima ballerina, some of them are honestly just there to have fun,” prudence gave the girl a reassuring smile. “even if only one or two turn out to be promising, that’s more than enough.”

[thescarlxtwitch-blog]

“Oh, I’m up for the challenge,” he replied with a smirk. “I’m a big fan of the challenges, actually. I always seem to end up on the winning side. What do you say, should we give it a try?”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

“alright, i guess i’ve got some time to spare,” prudence rolled her eyes just slightly, a small smile playing at her lips. “i’ll be awfully disappointed if you let me down, now. you’ve really talked yourself up.”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

anette knew better than to let her mind wander while walking, but despite having learned her lesson many times before, she still allowed herself to be distracted by everything going on around her. it wasn’t until she’d knocked right into someone, spilling her coffee in it’s entirety, that she was proved right yet again. “oh my goodness,” her voice faltered as she turned to the person in front of her, “oh, i am so sorry. i can’t believe i - i ... i am just so sorry.” tripping over her words, she searched frantically through her purse for her tissues.

[agirlnamedally]

[ofcatclysts-blog]

heh okaY so i picked up a margot robbie fc !! lit asf !! and i figured i’d introduce her to all of you guys !

her name is anette, she’s a third grade teacher at the elementary school, and she’s got the typical “little kid teacher vibe” so she’s very doe-eyed, scatter-brained, sweet peach type

she’s got that sense of innocence to her, she hates swearing just because she’s so into her job and knows she could never do it there, think mila kunis in friends with benefits when she blinks whenever she says fuck !

but if you really get her heated she will go off and it’ll be really sad because her angry is more of depressed yelling

she moved from tacoma which really sucked for her because she loved her city very much, but after exiting a very unhealthy relationship she decided it was time for her to move forward with her life, and four years later she’s very happy with her change !

she loves literature and books and kids which is good because that’s a big part of her job, but she hopes one day she can go and really be something, she wants to go back to university one day and try and become a college professor

she loves old time-y movies it’s just a hobby of hers

and basically she’s a peach, a little too innocent for her own good, often seen as childish, frustrating, or annoying by others !

if you guys would like a plot ( i would love any and all btw ) just hit me up !

[dcnouemcnts]

alexei’s eyebrows rose and on the tip of his tounge was a snappy retort. he was in half a mind to tell the young woman to fuck off and leave him alone, but that pd training on how to deal with communities kicked in — just like it always did. “fine. just dealin’ with unwanted phone calls. the usual, i presume, for a good chunk of the population.”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

“y’know,” prudence started, raising her eyebrows just slightly, “there’s this neat new thing you can do, i think they’re calling it blocking someone’s number, so you don’t get so pissed off in public.” she shrugged just slightly, before staring down at her fingernails as a distraction.

[gabsgibs]

“i swear, it’s like these kids aren’t even trying. i only have one little boy who can even do a single pirouette, the rest of them can’t even make a full turn, or they lose balance before touching back down. and we’re not even going en pointe, yet. this is going to be a very long year.”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

“it’s called patience, megan,” prudence joked, “c’mon, they’re just kids, it’s not like they’re going up against keenan kampa next week or something. they’ll pick it up.”

[dcnouemcnts]

“oh for fucks sake.” alexei muttered, eyes drooping to the ringing phone in his hand. his lips purse, eyeing the caller ID — he’d yet to change it from her name and simple heart emoji and a part of him was suddenly regretting that. “i should through you into the fuckin’ river.”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

prudence had an awful habit of sticking her nose where it didn’t belong, and once she heard what he was saying her poor judgement kicked in, and she chose to speak up. “are you alright ?” her voice was soft, wanting to come off as polite rather than simply intrusive, which she knew she was.

[thescarlxtwitch-blog]

      The park was nearly empty. He had his sketchbook on his lap and his pencils strewn across the bench. Nothing was coming to him, and frankly, drawing another tree seemed like torture. He looked up from his page at the person in front of him, “Look, both of seem like we aren’t busy. The way I see it is either you let me draw you – promise, it’ll be good. Or we can get outta here and get a drink. You in for either?”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

prudence looked up from her worn out copy of “tender is the night”, shaking her head slightly. “i can’t sit still to save my life,” she grinned, looking over at him earnestly, “are you sure that’s a challenge you’re willing to take on ?”

[lilythegnome]

“c’mon, c’mon,” timmy muttered impatiently, tapping the screen of her phone as she practically walked in circles. she was extremely close to getting enough candy to evolve her vulpix into a ninetails and she would be damned if she walked ten miles that day not to achieve her goal. she kept a close eye on the tracking meter on her screen and — “fuck yes.” she went through the motions to evolve her pokémon and standing still, she watched with pure joy in her eyes as a ninetails popped on her screen, gracing her with it’s signature pose. “yes !!” she cheered, followed by her own version of a victory dance, if you can call flailing your free arm and kicking your leg a victory dance.

[ofcatclysts-blog]

prudence was not often one to pry into the lives of strangers, but when she came across the brunette dancing out of the blue, she couldn’t help herself. one thing she loved to do was partake in the joy of others, so much so that she always allowed herself to butt in where she knew she didn’t belong. “not to be rude, but what are you doing ?” she asked, a small grin sitting on her lips, “you seem to be awfully excited about something.”

[ofcatclysts-blog]

hiya peaches !! i’m tamra and this is my baby prudence and i’m just crazy excited to rp with you guys cause , ngl , it’s been a while since i’ve rp’ed sjkfks ! so anyway i’m just gna dive right into it and introduce her

prudence brooks ! born in boston, to her very loving parents, who originally had an immense amount of trouble conceiving so once they had prue she was their sun moon and stars

she had just enough time to get used to the love and affection her parents shared with her, before one snowy winters night they were out and got into a car accident, and she lost them

they were fairly wealthy so she had no troubles financially with them gone, but it had a huge impact on her emotionally and really changed the way she was as a person

basically what happened was she went form receiving so much love to going almost completely without it, bc she moved in with her aunt who had kids of her own, and prue was not used to sharing love or the spotlight

after that loss she spent a great deal of her life trying to replenish what she’d felt with her parents, seeking out that love in anyone she could find, friends, romantic relationship, etc

she grew to be very affectionate, very open, too talkative, she’d really mold to people quite quickly and it was a lot for others to take on at once

prior to losing her mom, she’d kind of picked up on the things her mom had liked, the key one being dancing ! prue’s a dancer, major focus on ballet, loves it with all her heart

she went to the boston conservatory for two years, but flunked out, leading her to believe she didn’t have the talent to make it, so she zipped on down to dyer brook and became a dance teacher, y’know the saying those who can’t do, teach or w/e

there’s what i’ve got ! if you’d like to plot just like this and i’ll hit you up so fast !

[michellekpoems]

I aim to be lionhearted, but my hands still shake and my voice isn’t quite loud enough.

Michelle K., Earning Your Roar (via allexsheathes)

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