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laurelmattisonâ:
Laurel rolled her eyes. âAnswer the question Mr. Pierce,â Laurel told him, tilting her head slightly at his proposition. She had denied him before, had no problem doing so again, but at this point she was getting a bit annoyed. âListen, I donât care if you get 10 or 100 questions right. Iâm still getting paid,â she shrugged. âSo just answer the question.â
roman couldnât help but be amused by the way she reacted to his amateur flirting. âi like it when you call me âmr. pierceâ,â he chuckled, though he was quick to stop talking once she opened her mouth again. a soft annoyed sigh escaped his lips when she told him to answer the previous question she had asked, âi canât remember. something about american boats that the germanâs sunk? close enough?â roman leaned his elbow back against the desk, inadvertently ending up closer to her in the process. âyou never actually said no to letting me take you out. so does that mean iâve got a shot?â
monicadvxâ:
Monica was running errandsâgrabbing some groceries, picking up medications, getting a waxâwhen she felt an arm slip around her shoulders. As a woman of the modern age, her first instinct was to elbow the guy in the stomach and run, scared of attack. But then she realized it was just Roman, and while she wanted to do just the same thing, she decided against it. âIâm going to pick up my birth control, and youâre using that as a sign to get drinks?â she asked, arms crossing over her chest. âI already said no, Roman.â
grin still plastered on his face as she spoke, he chuckled in response to her first words. âi mean, youâre not pregnant which i think is a reason to celebrate with some drinks,â roman raised a brow, waiting briefly for a response before he continued, âam i wrong?â he chuckled shortly after he spoke, eyes flickering over her features, stopping at her lips only for a second before shifting back to her gaze. âand the answer is still no? you know, you really know how to break a guyâs heart. how about i just accompany you on your exciting errand runs? you know, keep you safe.â from what? fuck if he knew what he was talking about.
so my cat has decided that itâs time for me to give him attention, so iâll be back later to get some more starters up but iâll be around on mobile to plot <3 plz click here and here for pictures of him being a drama king.
he continued to walk around the department store, stopping whenever he approached anything that seemed to catch his eye. when he stopped this time though, it was because of an item for the female walking beside him. âwhatâs wrong with this one?â he asked, holding it up towards her in an attempt to imagine the dress on her. âyouâd have all eyes on you if you wore this,â he smirked, eyes scanned the dress before pulling back up to look her in the eyes. âand itâs only,â he glanced at the price tag, turning it over to reveal the cost, âÂŁ650. thatâs two hundred pound less than the last one.â
( @phoebeboyd )
grabbing two glasses from the cupboard, he placed them on the counter before opening up the liquor cabinet, âtake your pick,â he offered. that one sentence was probably the kindest thing he had said to her (which wasnât saying much). grabbing the whisky for himself, he poured a double in his glass before placing it back in the cabinet. âso whatâs this one from?â he asked, fingers caressing her cheek as his thumb ran along the fresh bruise that seemed to have a cut that was starting to heal on top. ârough night out?â he smirked, pulling his hand away in order to grab his glass and take a few small sips.
( @withouthome )
laurelmattisonâ:
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Laurel had been tutoring Roman for a few weeks now, and things were⊠fine. She wasnât super pleased with being assigned to tutor a member of the Imperium Society, but the money was good. As a first, they were seated in her bedroom at her desk, Laurel doing her best to explain American history to him. âSo the Americanâs joined World War One whenâŠâ she trailed off, hoping he retained something.
elbow pressed against the wooden desk, eyes shifting around her room as if it was more interesting than whatever she was talking about. to be fair, it was in his mind. it was the first time he had been in her room and he had already made an absurd joke about the fact. it wasnât until he had heard the pause that he pulled his attention back to her and an eyebrow raised in response. âwhen...â he mimicked the way she had trailed off and then let out a small chuckle. âlisten, i am going to need some incentive if i am going to actually learn this shit. you still saying no to letting me take you out if i get 10 questions right?â he gave her a goofy smirk as he leaned back in his chair.
it wasnât rare to run into people from ashcroft around town, but it was always a pleasure when it was monica. though he wasnât sure if she would think the same about seeing him. picking up his pace in order to catch up to her, his arm casually slipped around her shoulders and a so-called charming smile graced his lips. âi think this is fateâs way of saying we should get a drink, donât you think?â roman slipped his arm from her shoulders, letting it fall back to his side. taking a larger step forward, he turned to stand in front of her and his head tilted as he awaited her response.
( @monicadvx )
no one asked for roman to speak, though his god complex had a hard time believing no one would want to hear what he had to say. sitting down next to parker, he grabbed a cigarette from the pack in his pocket and placed it between his lips. âdoes this get you laid?â he asked, words slightly muffled as he kept the cigarette in place and ignited the tip. eyes flickering towards the guitar, he used a free hand to pluck the higher E string and let out a soft, yet annoyingly high pitched, moan, similar to the note on the guitar. âoh yeah, iâm sure the ladies love that.â roman chuckled and inhaled, breathing in the smoke and exhaling away from the other. âwhenâre you going to teach me?â he smirked, not sure what in his pea-sized brain made him think that the other would want to teach him, not after how he had treated the other many years ago.
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â ITâS ONE DAY LATER. itâs one day after the masquerade and sheâs having that dream again. itâs the same as it always is, only this time, the killer is in a mask, and sheâs still running as fast as she can. in these dreams, sheâs always running, and she wakes up in her bed in a cold sweat, panting.Â
this time, she doesnât wake up in her bed.Â
she wakes up just outside the east wing, and for a moment, her nightmare seems real and she canât stop herself from screaming because for a moment, sheâs certain that sheâs going to be killed, that this is it, and that these are her very last breaths. and then she catches it â itâs that nightmare again, and it takes a moment to calm herself down, catch her breath, and remind herself that everythingâs fine. clad in only her underwear and t-shirt with dark circles under her eyes, no one would believe that this was a nighttime stroll. so, when she hears the footsteps of someone who probably heard her yell, she knows that thereâs no point in lying entirely.Â
âsorry, i was just â sleepwalking,â she mutters, âiâm fine, iâm leaving.âÂ
stumbling out of someoneâs room at some ungodly hour of the night was just about as much of a tradition now for roman as christmas. his fingers pulled through his disheveled hair for the second time as he tried his best to manage the mess with the small amount of product that remained in it. as he brought his hand up a third time though, he heard the scream coming from a few yards away and his eyes shifted towards the direction the sound came from. blurry vision wasnât doing much for him as he tried to figure out who it was. it wasnât until he was a few feet away that he was able to put a name to the face. if whisky had been bottled as a cologne, he smelled as if he had used the whole bottle. he hadnât said anything before she piped up and a chuckle fell from his lips in a tone that expressed how little he believed her when she spoke the words iâm fine.Â
âmaybe itâs the alcohol. maybe it makes me more... smarter,â slurred words. small break between sentences as he wandered if he was going to vomit right then and there. his lack of proper grammar. none of that would defend him when he spoke of alcohol making him smarter.
âyouâre not fine. and youâre not walking back by yourself. iâm a gentleman, and i am going to make sure you make it back.â roman had to catch his balance after just standing there and he chuckled to himself. âno one screams when they are fine. what happened? think someone was following you?â he joked, obviously not having a clue whether his guess would have any resemblance to the true.
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(dacre montgomery, male) ROMAN PIERCE, the TRUST FUND BABY, is TWENTY TWO years old and a SENIOR. HE is majoring in POLITICAL SCIENCE. In addition to being Quentinâs BAD INFLUENCE, they are part of the Imperium Society. ROMAN was probably selected because HIS DAD PAID FOR HIS WAY IN. They remind me of PRIVATE JETS, TOP SHELF LIQUOR, DESIGNER DRUGS, and THE WALK OF SHAME. (anna, 24, cst, she/her)
hi iâm anna and this is so bad but iâm not good at this. but hit me up for plotting and i can tell you more things about him if needed. đ love yâall already.
CLICK âKEEP READINGâ FOR HIS SHIT ASS BIO THAT I AM WRITING ON THE FLY RN
âso dacre montgomery as shrek in a live action ya?â
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