"Don't be a hindrance... normal."

Independent | 4+ yrs RP experiance | Multi-Verse/ Multi-Ship| OC/Crossover friendly | Mun and Muse are 18+ | Gangsta | NSFW | !Not spoiler free!

[redheaded-twilight-blog]

@wallflowerofthorns

Ginger’s eyes narrowed, a small smile quirked at the right edge of her lip. She knew they would play dumb in a situation like this. “Oh? I’m assuming you need a reminder.” She chucked, “When you thought I had stolen your journal full of some very… risque drawings and thoughts. And I’m sure you can recall our little hide and seek game we ended up playing around the Guild right after?” She leaned her shoulder against the wall, crossing her right ankle over her left.

[wallflowerofthorns-blog]

Miku’s questioning look turned to one of more neutral and slight worry for who might be around to her the red haired women talk of what was in their personal journal. Golden hues briefly swiped from left to right to make sure their was no one around, thankfully not. With a silent sigh they looked back to Ginger, a right hand reaching up and rubbing the back of their own head. Using their free left hand to sign [-How much?-]. The imaginary pain of their savings cutting deep at their body.    

[redheaded-twilight-blog]

Ginger hummed, she knew the smaller tag didn’t have much in the way of money. She was already going to offer an alternative. “Tell you what, to make up for it, how about you run a months worth of errands for me and we’ll call it even. I’m over run with paperwork and Theo needs someone to run out scrips to other Twilights, Alex needs more practice with a hand gun and Worick and Nick need help at Bastard.” She sighed, running her fingers over her forehead, “Gina isn’t letting me catch a break, Hausen is busy, Gal is out of the local area... I just need some help before I run myself sick.” 

[redheaded-twilight-blog]

@wallflowerofthorns

Ginger’s eyes narrowed, a small smile quirked at the right edge of her lip. She knew they would play dumb in a situation like this. “Oh? I’m assuming you need a reminder.” She chucked, “When you thought I had stolen your journal full of some very… risque drawings and thoughts. And I’m sure you can recall our little hide and seek game we ended up playing around the Guild right after?” She leaned her shoulder against the wall, crossing her right ankle over her left.

[redheaded-twilight-blog]

-{Happy New Year, Ginger}- Offering a hand wrapped gift in a small box to the taller twilight. {[//The gift can be whatever you and Muse want <3]}

It took the redhead a moment to register what the tag was signing to her, it had been a while since Miku had signed to her and it was quite nostalgic. She perked the side of her lip into a smile and carefully took the small the smaller one had offered her. 

“You know, as much as I appreciate anything you give me, the greatest gift I’ve received this year, by far, has to be you. You’re an amazing apprentice, and I really enjoy having you here with me.” She offered a gentle smile before she turned her attention back to the gift that was in her hand.  

[seleniarpmemes]

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[redheaded-twilight-blog]

The redhead halted when the other spoke into the phone, her ability to multitask had been obliterated thanks to the amount of alcohol she had manged to consume. She hadn’t walked far from the brothel, she was practically still standing out in the front entrance; “District 2, in front of Bastard.” She let her back slip down the wall as she planted herself on the ground, her head was starting to spin and the last thing she wanted was to destroy her pride by embarrassing herself. She knew she was drunk, surprisingly enough, but she was numb enough to not allow the guilt or embarrassment of her current situation get to her. Although it would hit her later when she realizes she managed to ring her  protege to come and pick her up from a night of drinking. “I’m sorry~ I really didn’t plan on getting this wasted.”

[wallflowerofthorns-blog]

With that information the blonde began their track in to Bastard, it wouldn’t take them more then 20 mins as they jogged. Miku responded with a small chuckle to their mentors current situation, it was a bit amusing to them and definitely something they could hold of them at a later time if needed. The city was fairly quite were they were though out past curfew again, so the more noisy sections of the city would be more central then anything. Ginger was probably the only person Miku would ever believe that said sorry and meant it, even if she was a bit intoxicated. “You always seem to bite off more then you can handle,” A sneaker broke the short silence, “Just look at you’re choice in bus monkey.” Sure it was a stab at themselves but it was all in good nature… for the most part, anything to have a little fun and tease their superior who was under the influence.  

[redheaded-twilight-blog]

She chuckled at the others response, she knew they were right, she did have a tendency to take on too much, but that was simply just the way she was. “That might be the case, but I never have regrets.” She allowed her fingers to twirl the ends of her hair as she rested her head against the building. She wasn’t quite sure of what they meant by the second sentence, but she enjoyed the company of their voice over the line. Ginger slowly inhaled through her nose before slowly releasing the breath with a tinge of laughter, she knew Miku was teasing her, they would do so whenever the chance arose. “Oh sure, pick on me when I’m drunk~ You’ll regret it when I’m sober and I avange myself-f.” She really wasn’t the one to be talking, she teased the other when they were drunk, but like Miku, it was always in good humor. “Oi~” She whined; “Get her quickly! My ass hurts from sitting on the cement~”

[wallflowerofthorns-blog]

{[ @redheaded-twilight // continuation ]} 

The vibration in the pocket of their shorts caught the tags attention as reached in retrieving it to see the faint glow of the screen displaying Gingers name. Better her then Gina since those were the only two who seemed to contact them more often…. or at least the only two they cared to answer. Holding the phone up to their ear and answering in their soft whisper of a voice, “Hey.” Short legs kicked contently as they hung off the edge of a fire escape which they had claimed as their roost for a bit. ‘… .’ Miku’s face shifted at the tone of the women on the line, it caught them off guard that’s for sure. but the blond sat in silence for a long moment before responding to the womens clearly intoxicated words. “District?” They asked with a more chip tone hoping that the redhead would at least know which part of the city she was in, narrowing it down that much would save a lot of time and possible trouble. Maybe they could make this into a game to keep her on the line. Slipping under the safety bar, dropping to the ground with a small thump as the souls of their sneakers make contact. The last thing they wanted was to leave Ginger waiting longer alone, probably roaming around not knowing were she was. 

[redheaded-twilight-blog]

The redhead halted when the other spoke into the phone, her ability to multitask had been obliterated thanks to the amount of alcohol she had manged to consume. She hadn’t walked far from the brothel, she was practically still standing out in the front entrance; “District 2, in front of Bastard.” She let her back slip down the wall as she planted herself on the ground, her head was starting to spin and the last thing she wanted was to destroy her pride by embarrassing herself. She knew she was drunk, surprisingly enough, but she was numb enough to not allow the guilt or embarrassment of her current situation get to her. Although it would hit her later when she realizes she managed to ring her  protege to come and pick her up from a night of drinking. “I’m sorry~ I really didn’t plan on getting this wasted.”

[redheaded-twilight-blog]

☎

Send me “☎” for my muse to drunk dial yours

Ginger fumbled as she clumsily attempted to keep a tight grip on the phone in her hand. Galahad had promised to stop her after only two drinks at Bastard, but never followed through with that. She waited to hear the faint ‘hello' on the other end of the line before speaking, in a very slurred tone; “Miku~~ I need you... to.. come and find me.. because I don’t know shit... of where I am..” She braced herself against the wall as she attempted to pry her eyes open. She hiccuped; “And I’m a little drunk.” 

[techmosamson]

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[redheaded-twilight-blog]

[Uh... Hey! -blows dust off dashboard- I’m alive and I may be back... after god knows how long.] 

[sicklesium-moved-deactivated201]

i dont get offended at white people jokes even though im white because: 

i can recognize white people as a whole have systemically oppressed POC in america, which is where i live 

most people when they make white people jokes only mean the shitty white people and i am not a shitty white person 

im not a pissbaby

[damncommunists-deactivated20180]

my white friends that have reblogged this give me life

[zelda-tempest]

4. Sometimes I am a shitty white person and the jokes remind me to FUCKIN STOP

[lallamariamhabibi]

If ur white and like this post I fux with u

[birdpapi-deactivated20171121]

^absolutely

[verdant-witch]

5. It’s hard to be offended when white people jokes involve bland food/tourist dads in socks and sandals/white girls in yoga pants obsessed with pumpkin spice/suburban PTA moms and other harmless and mostly true stereotypes while jokes about POC involve them being called thugs/criminals/slurs/uneducated/illegal immigrants.

[blackpoeticinjustice]

i fucks with u heavy if ur white and you reblog this

[sm0k3-ring-deactivated20160109]

6. They’re usually really fucking funny and don’t perpetuate stereotypes that will ever affect me economically, politically, or cause me any true harm, let alone create risks that “justify” my murder and/or death

[earthlyvibration]

THIS 

[glow888]

Now why can’t all white people grasp this smh spread the gospel to your brethren cuz they dead don’t listen to us

[frostspiritgonefox-blog-deactiv]

<- is guilty of being ridiculously attached to their rp partners.

[outsider-in-chains-archived]

[fyeahrpmemes-blog]

For rpers: reblog if you are 18+

[oswinresources]

Reblog if you are willing to roleplay with an ESL student

For those of you who don’t know, ESL stands for English as a Second Language.

 It has happened to me more than one time to be discriminated because my sentence structure is a bit different and since people care so much for being literate, I would like to know those who don’t really discriminate, as long as it is understandable and it doesn’t show horrible mistakes that makes it hard to read.

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(◕︵◕)  - What makes them sad

v( ‘.’ )v   - Something they’ve always wondered about

(╥_╥)  - When was the last time they’ve cried

[red-and-black-paladin]

She stumbled drunkenly down the small alleyway, she knew she shouldn't have consumed as much as she did, but there was nothing she could do to fix it now. She firmly gripped her head and let out a startled gasp when she bumped into someone. "O-Oh shit, I-I'm sorr- Oh hey, how's it been~?" He words dragged out as the odor of alcohol filled the air around her. Ginger wasn't one to drink to the point of intoxication. "It's a great day out isn't it?" It was night, she was completely inebriated.

Walking in the alley way to get to the burger place he liked faster Doug jumped when someone bumped into him. Seeing Ginger he beamed. “Ginger!” Hugging her he could smell the alcohol on her. Pulling away concerned he blinked. “How are you. Have you been drinking?” Concerned he led her out of the ally and sat her down on a bench. “What happened… Were you at Bastards?” 

[redheaded-twilight-blog]

The smell of food forced her to sit herself up and pull on her glasses, she was starting to feel the sharp pain of a headache. She was incredibly thankful that he had gone out and got her something, but at the same time she felt horrible for making him feel obliged to do so. “Thanks Doug.” Her throat was a bit sore and raspy from the heavy drinking, she turned her head and coughed for a moment. “I really appreciate all of this… I’m sorry you had to see me like this… I know it’s not.. ‘pretty’.” 

[red-and-black-paladin]

Smiles. “No problem. Eat up.” Chuckling he patted her back. “It’s okay, you look better then when I found you. I guess that nap helped a bit.” Giggles softly just glad she wasn’t mad at him anymore. Sitting beside her he sighed leaning against the red head. “Did you mean what you said? About accepting me and stuff?”

[redheaded-twilight-blog]

She slowly crossed her legs Indian style, wincing when the pain rushed to her skull. “That’s actually good to know.” He had seen her at some of her worst points, but never shit-faced like she was prior. She reached over and took the bag of food and cautiously and slowly started to eat it. The grease did help, and the food was good.

She looked over at the man when he leaned against her, it had been a while since they been able to be around one another and not argue, or cry. This was a good change, and it felt normal. “I meant every word, Doug. Every word.”