Do You Like What You See?

Oh, do you know what you got into? Can you handle what I'm about to do? 'Cause it's about to get rough for you; I'm here for your entertainment...

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Just a heads up to anyone who might care. 

I’ve made the decision to give up rping on tumblr. There are many reasons that have led to this choice, so I’m not going to go into them all. However, I’ve made so many great friends though rping, I don’t want to just turn my back on them. So to anyone who wants to stay in contact, you can always reach me on my personal here. I also have skype and line. Just shoot me a message if you want that information. And despite leaving tumblr, I don’t want to stop rping entirely. So, to those who want to stay in contact, just know that I am always open to rping off of tumblr. 

Lastly, thanks to everyone who made my roleplaying experience so amazing! I owe you guys and love you all so so much.

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thebloomingrosefamily:

A delightful smirk revealed on the male’s lips.

“Oh? Then how about now? We can head to Greece and enjoy ourselves there for our spa trip…and yes, now.”

“Now?” He paused, eyes growing a bit wide. “Greece is pretty far. Isn’t that something you gotta prepare for? Pack and save money and shit?” Unless the guy was loaded and could afford to just pick up and leave like that... “Not that I don’t want to go now. I’m totally down. I’d love to get out of here.” 

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yxshiwara:

{詩郎：} “Ah! I’ve walked past there to get to the brothels…” He’d caught himself a little too late before offering an embarrassed smile, it didn’t really matter. Shiro had next-to-no shame about his interests, “But I’ve never gone in; strip shows aren’t my thing.” A concerned look was given to the older man, with those shakes it should have been obvious. “He probably knows you’ll buy more when you get desperate…. why not tough out the withdrawal and get clean? It’d suck but it’s an option.”

Another smile slid into place on Charlie’s face. This guy was wonderfully casual about everything. Charlie liked it. He was so used to the Oh! But you could do so much better than that place! and the You really should learn to love yourself. It was exhausting. He liked that, for once, his place of employment wasn’t being made into a big deal. “Fair enough... Brothels aren’t really my thing,” he said with a nod of his head. “Though, I wonder if I could make you change your mind about strip shows...” A he gave a soft chuckle, took one last hit of his cigarette, then let it fall to the ground. “I’m kidding...” he assured the other as he crushed the butt into the sidewalk. 

“Mm... That probably would be the smart thing to do, wouldn’t it...?” He pulled the pack of smokes out of his pocket again, but didn’t remove another stick. He simply toyed it with the top of the pack, flipping it up, and down. Up, and down. “But I have a feeling I would just get pulled back into it again. Occupational hazard and all. Peer pressure’s a bitch, and I’m a weak man...” He shrugged his shoulders and let out another weak laugh. 

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muses-for-your-pleasure:

♔ ━ The young man lightly kicked his feet from the ground before swinging them back and forth. Sitting so long like this really just wasn’t for him, even though riding the train wasn’t bad itself. “Hm ? Yeah, I just saw it on a flier and thought, why not go ? It’s kind of exciting.” he said with a soft smile, child-like excitement in his eyes. “I don’t mind at all. If you wanted, I guess I could do the other shopping with you too. I haven’t much to do anyway.”

   Leaning his arms onto his knees and head upon his hands, he tilted his head a little to look at Charlie while he spoke. “Hm, so ? Sounds like a drug dealer to me.” he joked, chuckling softly, though it really did to him. Not the first time he would encounter a drug addict after all. “College, nice. What do you work as now ? You could easily be a model.”

“I don’t want you to feel obligated, but you’re certainly more than welcome to join me in my shopping as well,” Charlie replied with a nod. He leaned forward a bit to glance out the window. It seemed like they would be coming up on their stop soon. “Shopping is always more fun when you have friends with you anyway. And you seem like good company. So why not, hm?”

A short laugh follows the drug dealer comment, but Charlie doesn’t confirm or deny it. Instead, he gave a wave of his hand and moved on to answering the next question. “Thank you for the compliment, but I’m no model. I actually have two job. I work at a bookstore, and I’m a dancer. I really enjoy them both. What about you though? I feel like I’m doing all the talking here. Are you in school? Or are you a working stiff like myself?” 

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thebloomingrosefamily:

He laughs.

“That, I agree with you.”

When the song came to an end, Charlie lingered in Zeus’ hold for just a little while longer before forcing himself to take a step back. “That was fun,” he purred, running his fingers through his hair, in attempt to push his bangs out of his eyes. “A deal is a deal. You certainly gave me a good time. So, I will accompany you to the spa. Just say when.”

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Send ヾ(。◕ฺ∀◕ฺ)ノ if we haven’t rped yet and you want to change that!

[gemmatellxr]

You remind me, of cigarettes, The way I hold you, in my chest, The way you kiss me, with your filter breath, I keep thinking, I’m getting over this.

Noah Gundersen (Cigarettes)

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riff-raff-tales:

—-{ In my rose garden,

there’s a special rose

                                      The petals are smooth as satin,

                                     the thorns are sharp as knives }—-

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yxmeii:

shoutout to roleplayers that get easily stressed. shoutout to roleplayers that have to take lots of breaks to recharge. shoutout to roleplayers who can’t type super long replies regularly. shoutout to roleplayers with anxiety that have trouble interacting with new people. shoutout to roleplayers who have to push through jealous feelings when partners they adore rp with other people.

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manudos:

Fashion clothing for men | Suits | Street Style | Shirts | Shoes | Accessories … For more style follow me!

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use your hands and my spare time;; rei

Charlie was an addict. He had been for a long time. And too many things. Shopping. Nicotine. Pretty faces. And the thing about being an addict is when you crave something, you have to have it right then and there. Which is why Charlie was sitting on the edge of his bed, cigarette between his lips and his phone in his hand. He scrolled through his list of recent messages before he came across the name of the person he was dying to see.

Hey, you. It’s been too long since we’ve seen each other. What do you say to me picking you up so we can spend a little time together? I’ve been missing you. Please say you’ll come over. xoxo

He sent the text with a grin settling on his lips. It was not going to be easy to wait for a response, but he would manage. Besides... He was pretty confident what the reply was going to be...

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thebloomingrosefamily

He laughs.

“And I thought you were the slow and steady kind,” he teased.

A light laugh slips past the dancer’s lips as well and he pressed himself a little closer to his dance partner. “Did I mislead you? Terribly sorry...” He grinned and shook his head. “I can’t live life in the slow lane, my friend. I get bored too easily...” 

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thebloomingrosefamily:

He chuckled.

“Of course I’m good, I have to be if I want to win you over~” he purred as he continued to move to the beat of the song while people around them laid eyes on the two dancing.

It was pretty save to say that Charlie has already been won over. Hell, he had been interested long before they took to the floor. But he liked playing this little game. Making it seem like Zeus had to work for him. “Fair enough,” he replied, voice smooth and low. “Keep this up, and you just might win yourself a little more than a trip to the spa though...” 

[negayuki]

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shyves:

   Briar puffed out his cheeks, feeling a bit upset that the other was quick to counter his words. “Hmph, well you’ve got me there…” Wanting the attention to be moved off of him, the brunette tilted his slightly and gestured to the club.    “So you work there? Is it fun? I mean, it’s really loud and I see people come out with glitter on them.” He smiled, “Must be like some kind of party in there.”

Charlie couldn’t help but laugh. Not that he was trying to be mean. But the kid’s description of the club was a little amusing. “Yeah, I guess you could call it a party. You know, I rarely see people who aren’t enjoying themselves, so...” Honestly, how could anyone go in there and not leave with a smile on their face? Everything a good party needed was right inside those doors. Booze. Good music. Cute guys who are more than willing to take off their clothes... 

“I’ve been there for about a few years now. Dropped out of school and everything in order to stay, so... Yeah. It’s pretty fun. I’m not covered in glitter, but... I got some cute outfits. How could I possibly complain?”

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yxshiwara:

{詩郎：} He followed with a curious glance, at least the streets were still well lit, though it was still early in the evening. His shoes gently clacked against the pavement as he followed suit, “No chance to blow off steam tonight? Sounds less than fun.” 

Shiro pointed back to the main street, “An accessory store in the old Merchant’s Quarter. I also make costumes, most of it has an old-world feel to it. What kinda place do you work at to be so stressed – do you mind me asking?”

“I see...” Charlie nodded his head and looked in the direction that the other was pointing. He had probably passed the shop in question a million times and never gave it a second glance. He was often buying costumes, but not really any that were old-world style. Still... He made a mental note to pop in some time. Maybe he would find something he could use.

“Aah... I work at the Looking Glass Club,” he said slowly. Hesitantly. If the other male was familiar with the red light district, he would know exactly what Charlie was talking about. And that could potentially ruin their friendly little chat.. “It’s not so much my job that has me all wound up though...” he confessed, then paused again. He wasn’t sure how much he could say before scaring the other guy off. “I’m just...” Another shake of his head. Another pull from his cigarette. Fuck it. What did he have to lose, right? Not like the guy was a cop or anything... “I need a fix, is all... My guy hasn’t been around in a while. It’s starting to fuck with my body...”