❛ love of mine. ❜

[ofdecades]

YO okay idk im back kinda,??? hmu on discord pls fucklord666#1965

[ofdecades]

my voice dropped... so much....

[ofdecades]

stranger

@ofdecades || 

         ‘          now,    i  ain’t  usually  about  pryin’  into  people’s  lives  –  but  i  find  it  a  coincidence  that  just  after  news  of  an  animal  attack,    you’re  here.    care  to  explain  or  am  i  gon’  have  to  do  it  the  old  fashioned  way? ‘  

              jullien’s almost too distracted by the smell to realise that someone is talking to them. instead of running immediately like they realise they should, jullien struggles to reply. ❛i’m... a writer. ❜ well, that’s not a lie. ❛why are you here? ❜

[ofdecades]

i just found a blog a had a nice aesthetic and url on and im gonna make it my new oc’s blog (with occasional appearances from 1 other muse) but while im doing that, LIKE FOR A STARTER

[deactivated-blog]

[ofdecades]

tag dump ignore this shit

[originalmatsu-blog]

Can you reblog/like this if you don't mind late responses

What I mean by this is if I become really busy and can’t respond to all of my rps, I want to know that it’s okay that I respond when I have the time. Some people easily lose interest in threads and will drop them if they become too old, which is why I’d like to know who is okay with me responding whenever.

[ofdecades]

me: i ship based on chemistry!!

two characters: *glance at each other*

me: .....

me: okay but what if

me: they fell in love anD GOT MARRIED AND HAD CHILDREN AND WENT THROUGH SOUL-CRUSHING ANGST AND THE FLUFFIEST FLUFF THERE IS CAN YOU IMAGINE LIKE CAN U EVEN IMAGINE

[ofdecades]

im dying for harry potter AUs so like this and i'll write up a starter from anything on that harry potter au list.

[artistformerlyknownasbutttrumpet]

imagine your otp, hogwarts edition

we’re both prefects and we broke up a food fight in the great hall, but it got messy and dungbombs were involved, and now we’re both disgusting and in immediate need of a bath, and it’s okay, we can both use the prefects’ bathroom at the same time, i promise i won’t look

hi, you don’t know me, we’re from different houses, and i’m not exactly sure how to tell you this, but i think your cat is in love with my toad??

you walked in on me practicing for datda in an empty classroom, and have now inadvertently discovered that my boggart takes the form of a butterfly, please stop laughing

we’re partners for an essay project in history of magic and we need to get a book from the restricted section, but i’m not sure how the books are organized in this section, and you won’t stop trying to find weird sex books, like, no i don’t think they keep the wizard’s kama sutra in the restricted section, what is wrong with you?

we’re partners in divination, and i’m reading your tea leaves, and i don’t know what i’m doing, so i just am guessing on images, but somehow every image i guess ends up having a romantic connotation, i swear i’m not doing this on purpose

i am muggle born and/or know nothing about professional quidditch teams, but i heard through the grapevine that you’re really obsessed with the chudley cannons, and omg, did you know that’s my favorite team too?? (please don’t ask me questions about it)

we’re both in gryffindor tower and everyone is asleep except us, but it’s thunderstorming and i never noticed how loud thunder is up in this tower, haha, i’m a little freaked out, would you mind if i just sat in your bed with you? just until it’s over? absolutely no homo?

i am sorry i accidentally transfigured your goblet into a gigantic, venomous spider, at least madam pomfrey was able to bring down the swelling, and look, i brought you some chocolate frogs

you know, i was joking when i suggested you jump into the lake and see if there really is a giant squid, and i’m still not sure why you needed to take your clothes off to do this

how was i supposed to know you’d react to firewhiskey like that??

i am headboy/headgirl, and i’ve been asked to give a presentation on safe sexual practices, and you will not stop asking me uncomfortable questions to embarrass me, please stop, i know you know the answer to that, we did it last night

um, i don’t know you, but you are headed right towards the grounds, and i don’t have time to explain that i accidentally let all the blast-ended skrewts out of their cages, stop asking questions, you need to RUN

part 2

[artistformerlyknownasbutttrumpet]

imagine your otp hogwarts edition pt. 2

[coeurssauvages-blog]

severus-snape-is-a-butt-trumpet:

i’m in the hospital wing because of a potions injury, and i’m just trying to strike up conversation, and i don’t think you really meant to tell me you’re here because you tried the engorgio charm on your dick, and i certainly don’t mean to be laughing this hard, and yet, here we are

i’m a quidditch player, and you’re the announcer, and i am trying really hard not to notice that your comments about me are becoming less and less about how i’m playing, and more and more about how i look in my quidditch uniform

i forgot to finish my history of magic homework, so i took a puking pastille to get out of it, but you are actually worried about me, and insist on escorting me to the hospital wing, and omg, after class you brought me soup from the great hall, i cannot ever tell you that i was faking it

i’m muggle born, and you’re pureblood and know nothing about muggle culture, and i’m so sorry, but i get just such a delight out of telling you elaborate lies, like, yes, electricity really is run by small rodents that power whole cities by running on wheels underground, don’t listen to what they said in muggle studies class, trust me

you just received a howler from your parents, and you look so embarrassed, and i can’t handle it, so fuck it, i’ll just moon the whole great hall, that’ll get the attention off of you

we’re in between classes, and we both hear a fourth year calling a first year a mudblood, and neither of us are having any of that prejudiced bullshit. unfortunately, my impulse was to hex them, and yours was to punch them in the face, and my jelly-legs curse hit you instead, i’m really sorry, and we both are probably getting detention now, but hey, plus side, you’re kind of cute

you’re muggle born, and you insist on wearing your muggle clothes on the weekends, and i just cannot get over the way you look in those jeans, like, god help me

i invited you on a date on our next visit to hogsmeade, too bad i can’t seem to do anYTHING RIGHT. SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN TO SPILL HOT BUTTERBEER ALL OVER YOUR LAP, I PROMISE I’M JUST NERVOUS

you are already dating someone else, and during our love potion unit, you get asked to explain what you smell, and of course you’re gonna be smelling things that describe your partner right? uhm, but then why are you explicitly describing me…?

we stumble into the mirror of erised together. we look into it. neither of us know it’s anything special. we just see our reflections

part 1

[spacedincsaur-blog]

PSA;; Please don’t take it personally if you send me a meme response and I don’t respond. Most of the time it’s because I’m too busy or I don’t have the muse to respond to it right then and there, and I may often forget. If it’s a response to a meme that focuses more a pre-established relationship or prior interaction, then I will be more likely to respond if our muses have already interacted. It’s not that I don’t like your muse, or that I’m ignoring you, but with those particular memes I might not know what to say if we haven’t interacted very much, if at all. So never take it personally, and remember that liking a starter call or plotting can always help clean that up!

[written-in-pen]

He missed me and I missed him but no matter how hard we tried, things couldn’t be that simple.

E. Grin (via figs3)

[ofdecades]

open;

there’s a chance they’ve had too much to drink. there’s a dead giveaway in the rosiness of their cheeks, their lips are almost stained red and their shoulders are relaxed. there’s no stiff uncertainty holding their posture rigid; in fact, their posture is completely slouched, their head resting on their palm as slender fingers turn the almost empty wine glass aimlessly. there’s a chance they’ve had too much to drink. though a chance is much more generously said than what the truth is. they’ve never been able to swallow much alcohol for pleasure without getting at least tipsy. that being said —– there’s a chance they might be more than tipsy. everything’s loose now and it’s the looseness that’s to blame for starting a conversation with someone who MAY or MAY NOT be listening. ❛ i don’t usually drink but this is my fourth glass of wine and i think it’s helping. ❜ they’ve had too much to drink.

[ofdecades]

noah.

based on the first plot in this list.

❛ you don’t have to agree, obviously, but just know that if you don’t, i’ll probably shun you from my inner circles and never speak to you again. ❜ so maybe noah is a little DESPERATE, and a little drunk, but being a touch off the rails has never completely fucked him over before, so it should be fine, right? plus he needs a date for this event, and he absolutely has to be there, and who else can he ask so last minute? he doesn’t know anyone NEARLY well enough for that. // @ofdecades.

there may or may not have been a time when they asked a similar thing of noah (maybe less of a ‘will you be my fake boyfriend?’ and more of a ‘please put your arm around my shoulder to get my TA to stop trying to flirt with me’ kind of spur of the moment deal.) this time though, it’s for noah. there’s an intersection of things jullien wouldn’t normally do, things noah asks them to do, and things jullien ends up doing without hesitation. also they’re definitely a little tipsy. it takes them a while to get the words to stop sticking to their tongue, and they giggle just a little. ❛ no it’s-- i’ll do it. of course, um.. just what do i wear? am i just your date or... your girlfriend?❜

[ofparasomnias]

piiiety:

bold any fears which apply to your muse. italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

the dark. fire. open water. deep water. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces. change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched.

[shirleyjacksons]

listen. there’s nothing “boring” about ships that are stable and built on mutual trust and respect. there can be angst and drama and all those juicy bits without the characters being absolutely abysmal to each other all the damn time