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This blog is now inactive. A select few people will be getting the url for the new one. I'm sorry to everyone following me but I need a fresh start and I'm tired of having all these followers and barely interacting with any of them. So - you can like this post if you'd like the new url.
”———-Exceptional ass?”
He repeats, mostly to himself, the twinge of a smirk twisting his features into a half-smile. This girl was something else, something strange, new— in comparison with his typical game, she wasn’t slutty, or desperate for a nice lay before history class, she wasn’t a bottle blonde, and hasn’t dated every attractive guy in the school just to say she had. She was simple, honest, hardworking, or at least from what he could tell. It’s amusing to see how much she flounders in such a situation, obviously having never been up against a man such as himself, someone so uncaring about the world around him while she was so particular to have everything in its place.
Dean shifts his weight, slouching more onto his left leg as his hands fish into his pockets. Viperous tongue flicks over his bottom lip again, eyes trailing to the side before he flashes a gaze in her direction. For a second, he’s frozen, caught between a witty retort as to how he plans on leaving with or without her and the absurd idea that she would offer him a ride. Why would she want to get out of here?
For the short span of time that he’s been attending this school he’s never once seen her late for class or even an empty seat where she should be because she’s sick or has an appointment of some kind; doesn’t mean it’s never happened, he’s just never seen it. An eyebrow cocks, and a breathy laugh escapes his chest,
"You want to play hooky with me?”
He’s not exactly opposed to the idea, why would he be? A non-subtle scan of her body leaves him pursing his lips as his expression moves to something of deep consideration of the idea before he responds with a simple,
”Alright.”
"Yeah, there's no way to take that back. So we'll just pretend I didn't blurt out a compliment about your ass." That is definitely going in the books as an embarrassing moment to never ever speak of again, but it's nice to see that instead of ragging on her about it - it's actually gotten a smile from him. Even if it is just a small one, it's still a smile. Part of her thinks about the old saying; 'Opposites attract.', and on a scientific front - they do. Very few substances repel each other. But there's nothing, in the knowledge bank that is her brain to tell her that there's anything here to imply that these two beings; as opposite as opposite can get - have any sort of attraction between them because she refuses to think about that. Refuses to jumble her mind with more things that she does not need to ponder for any reason. There is a definite pull though, the thought of blowing off the rest of school and spending the day with the schools hottest bad boy; there was an appeal. And she could get out of trouble easily later, if she had the desire to. It paid to be a good student. Her attention pulls back to him upon hearing the laugh, question following it as if he doesn't really believe she wants to spend the day with him; and that's when a smart remark builds up and settles itself on the tip of her tongue. Jaw clenching to hold it back, lips pursing before her shoulders lift in a half assed shrug, speaking only after he's already agreed. "You're not completely horrible to be around. But half your time is spent in that closet over there. Doesn't leave much other time for the people who might be interested in more than your dick. And the people who see more than your looks. If you don't mind me being completely honest." That should have been at the beginning, but it's tacked on the end like an after thought. It's true, her interest in him doesn't stem from her libido or some desire to say 'oh, yeah. I slept with him.' because she's so far from that kind of girl that she's almost on another planet. Smiling then, her gaze shifts to the door, nodding towards the exit. This time; she's the one to start towards freedom first, she's eager to get out of here. Guys like him, are never interested in friends or relationships and she knows that much, it's clear by the way they act towards people and stay by themselves. Maybe it's worthless to try, but the biggest part of her drive to spend the day with him? Is so she can learn something, anything about him. Even if it's just the tiniest detail. She wants to have something that no one else does; it's not like she's planning to have him fall in love with her or anything like that. She just has a strange desire to be different, to know him on a different scale. Be the girl he hasn't slept with, but also the girl who knows him - even just a tiny, itty bitty, little bit. She's not crazy about the thought of being alone with him, she's shy and everyone in school knows that, her stomach at the moment feels like she ate a flock of butterflies and they're trying to escape - heart nearly racing within her chest. She's happy though, because she's acquired something others haven't. The rest of the day. With him. Alone. Not just a little bit of time in a closet or something equally as demeaning in her eyes. There's also the fact he doesn't seem put off by her weird and embarrassing quirks, like the rambling, blurting out her innermost thoughts, etc, etc. Speaking of thoughts, she's remembering vaguely the one she had this morning: 'another boring, normal day for me.' and a quirk of her lips as she concludes that: 'not boring now, that's for sure.' Because if nothing else, maybe she's gotten that sick little desire of hers, maybe - just maybe - she's piqued his interest in the shy chemistry nerd-girl who he'd normally look right past.
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“Good day to you. Is there anything I can do for you, my Lady?”
❝I'm-❞ excuse the awkward pause, it's due to the deep blush suddenly coloring her face. ❝- sorry. I forgot my name.❞ she has a habit of that. and her blush deepens. ❝I'm the - person, from the thing downtown. The.. the um, pastry chef. Isabelia Barron.❞ it's obvious she's not from around here. her accent is a dead giveaway to that. ❝You're Sebastian, correct? There's a weird red-head over there, looking for you. I'm not entirely sure that he's even the slightest bit mentally stable. I fear he's completely off his rocker and it'd be wise to have him committed to the local asylum, as soon as possible. He also seems to have some funky dental issue.❞
❝I'm half drunk and I feel like singing somethin'.❞
I was gonna be productive and come over here and just run around poking people until they rp with me. But now I think I'm just gonna play sims.
like this for a starter?
I'll be on skype and kik. I'm getting a headache so I'ma go lay down.
ǀ'м נυѕт тяуιηg тσ вяєαтнє, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ.
ƁЄƇƛƲƧЄ Ɩ ƁƲƖԼƬ ƬӇЄƧЄ ｗａｌｌｓ ƬƠ ƜƛƬƇӇ ƬӇЄM ƇƦƲMƁԼЄ ɗ ơ ɯ ɲ.
"Well you’re the one who couldn’t understand my explanation." Leon quips, frowning when he’s flicked again. Oh, she just loved pushing his buttons, huh. Well two can play at that game. A malicious grin spreads across his face and he grabs her by the waist and tickles her. "Nah, I’ll just take your word for it."
❝Not my fault you made it more difficult than it had to be.❞ She's holding back a cocky smirk, and then that grin crosses his face and she knows she's in trouble now; despite the fact she wants to run - he's too quick and she's latched around the waist with fingers assaulting her. She's never hated being ticklish more than she does now, despite that, a grin and a squeal of laughter escapes her, squirming in his hold. ❝Leon! That's not- Fair!❞ She's a squirming, flailing fit of squealing laughter right now.
I need more RP blogs to follow. So like/reblog this if you're from one of the following fandoms(or if your fandom is tiny and you just want more people to talk to) and you RP with OC's:
The Vampire Diaries/The Originals
Supernatural
Resident Evil
Anime [ Black Butler, Naruto, Bleach, FullMetal Alchemist, Fruits Basket, InuYasha, Blue Exorcist ]
Games [ Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy, Devil May Cry, L.A. Noire ]
The Walking Dead
I'll probably RP with anyone, if I don't know your fandom, I'll ask. So..
Okay so I’ve reached 175 followers! Whiiiich is a crucial point for the fact Isa is an OC, also the fact that I’ve had her blog three times in the past two years and only hit 50 each time; this means a lot to me guys - and I wanted to finally do a giveaway to show you guys my appreciation. I haven’t done one yet; so this is my first here on Isa’s blog, the prizes won’t be big since I don’t have many programs anymore since I’m trying not to overload my mom’s laptop until mine is fixed. ANYWAYS. On to the rules right? [i know, no one likes rules]
No following and then unfollowing after.
Likes count for two slots on the generator; reblogs for one, please don’t spam the dash - 2/3 reblogs a day only.
Must be following me
Also go ahead and follow this person, they’re the only reason I’ve even persevered the troubles of tumblr and kept this blog as long as I have.
MUST REACH 20+ NOTES
Now for the prizes.
One winner will receive a custom theme : Ex: [x] [x] [x] : Two edits for the sidebar, two icon edits and an FC pack of 200+ icons[however many I can make of the FC of your choice], and various other PNG/JPG/GIF edits, plus a special thread or verse of their choice with yours truly. PLUS! A drawing of their muse. : Ex. [x] : Also a spot on my side bar as my Blog Of The Month.
Three winners will get a pack of 150+ icons and a set of six PNG/JPG edits, four icon edits and two gif edits, plus a thread or verse of their choosing with me, and a doodle of their muse as a chibi. And a promo for a week, reblogged once a day.
four winners will get 100 icons, a set of four PNG/JPG, two icons and a gif plus a thread and a doodle of their muse as a chibi, a promo for a few days, reblogged once a day.
All other people entered will get 25/50 icons of the fc of their choice and be put on a list promo.
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I'm gonna get offline for a while. My eyes hurt, my head hurts and I need to eat. So~ Toodles.
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"You can try, but I doubt /your/ punches would do any damage to me." He says with a cheeky grin, teasing her. "I explain things the way I understand them, maybe perhaps I should dumb things down when I talk to you." His teasing was relentless and his grin widens, only slightly faltering when he’s flicked. "Hey that’s not nice." Leon says, rubbing his forehead.
❝You implying that I'm dumb, isn't nice either. So we're even.❞ And yet, for the sake of fun and annoyance. (she loves being the thorn in his side, so.) she flicks him again, this time on the nose and grins; she'll keep doing this until he gets her back - with something more than words hopefully. ❝By the way, my punches would hurt you. Just ask the last guy who groped me in a bar. He ended up in the hospital.❞
