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Welcome To The Chaos ____________________ Archie Andrews - Riverdale Damon Salvatore - TVD Jim Gordon - Gotham Klaus Mikaelson - TVD / TO Liam Dunbar - Teen Wolf Oliver Queen - Arrow Stefan Salvatore - TVD / TO Theo Raeken - Teen Wolf ____________________ "However Dark And Scary The World Is Right Now There Will Be Light." ____________________

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[riverdaleladiesdaily]

#the most extra

[solitudeprompts]

❝ you look tense,  let me rub your shoulders. ❞ ❝ will you draw on my back? ❞ ❝ i love it when you sing to me ❞ ❝ i drew a bath for you,  let me make you some tea. ❞ ❝ do you want to just stay in bed today? ❞ ❝ come back to bed,  it’s barely sunrise. ❞ ❝ should i get out some candles? ❞ ❝ i picked up your favourite wine. ❞ ❝ will you play with my hair? ❞ ❝ i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. ❞ ❝ i think you look beautiful. ❞ ❝ i love you even when you have morning breath. ❞ ❝ i cooked dinner for you. ❞ ❝ i brought you dinner. ❞ ❝ can you just hold me for a while? ❞ ❝ i’m just gonna hold you for a while. ❞ ❝ sing me to sleep? ❞ ❝ i’m going to treat you like a  ( queen/king ). ❞ ❝ you’re my whole world. ❞ ❝ a foot rub would be nice. ❞ ❝ are you going to join me? ❞ ❝ may i have this dance? ❞ ❝ shut up and kiss me. ❞

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lesfleursfortes:

“I appreciate it,” she replied, taking a deep breath and walking towards his car.  She slipped into the passenger’s seat, pinching her lips together when the criminal began quietly cussing her out.  “Funny how he’s all talk now that he can’t do anything to me,” she muttered, smoothing her hands over the skirt of her dress as she tried to get rid of some of her nerves.  “I’m Felicity, by the way,” she introduced, offering a small smile over at Jim.

Jim smirked in amusement as the asshat heard her and scowled. He had a pleasant front row seat from his rear-view mirror. “Felicity, it’s nice to meet you.” He offered a rare smile glancing over at her. “I’m Jim, commissioner of the GCPD.” He offered in return and looked back at the road. “So uh... where did you come from if you don’t mind my asking? I just am not used to that style of cloths.” Spoke, trying not to insult her in the process. They had some stranger characters around but she didn’t seem to fit that profile.

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lesfleursfortes:

“Take your time,” she assured him, smiling back as she adjusted her backpack straps.  “Just not too long or I’ll have to kick your ass, and I doubt the team would like me taking out one of their star players,” she joked, her smile turning into a bit of a smirk before she walked past him to head to the library.  As she waited, she continued working on a sketch of Coach Finstock she had started that morning.

He didn’t doubt for a second she would follow through with her threat, she had moves that had moves. That said, he was quick meeting with Scott in the locker room as he gathered his equipment and proceeded to head towards the library. When he spotted her the wolf slid into a seat beside her and slid his bag off his shoulder. “Dang... Coach looks possessed.” Liam teased, pulling his math book out and glancing over at the woman.

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Archie leaned up against the bar top at Pops’ as he ordered a milkshake, glancing over at the booth with the single woman on her own. Pressing his lips into a line, Archie glanced back at Pop and held up another finger. When the second milkshake was sat in front of him, Archie paid and nodded at the man in thanks. He made his way over and slid into the booth, sliding one of the milkshakes over to the woman. “You looked like you could use one of these.” He offered a soft smile.

[unpopularrpt-blog]

Seriously?

People sending anons to RPers over 20 telling them to get a life because they RP. That’s so stupid!

Are there any RPers out there who are over 25? Wouldn’t it be nice to show the RPC that RPing is not only for teens? Most of us have been here for years because we love writing and we love the characters we’ve created and the stories we’ve written and the friends we’ve made.

Please reblog if you agree and you’re 21+

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Sorry guys I’ve spent way too much time revamping that blog. I’m back now tho and I’ll likely be on more tomorrow and this weekend. I don’t know of any plans made for me yet so I might get lucky and get to veg all weekend

[justicebyarrows]

[alphabadass]

justicebyarrows:

“People still need saving.                             They still need hope.”

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Bare with me, I should be on later once I’m home from work. I gave blood today and I’ve been feeling meh even before that. Just an all around shitty 24 hours. I have moved Ollie to his original blog in case anyone would like that. I can post his promo once I finish his theme. That said I’ll be getting him up and running and replying to people I owe. Thanks for your patience ❤️

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blcndexhacker:

          “Okay, okay,” she started. “I won’t worry about you and your work, and I’ll text you,” she swore. With a raised brow, she gave him a look of skepticism. “No additional work tonight?” She question, wondering if that held true for the Hood or just Oliver. Though, she let it go. She would simply take him at his word. As childish as it sounded and seemed, she fought the urge to make him pinky promise. “I’ll talk to you later,” she promised quietly.

          After she had left, she wasn’t at all surprised or shocked to find Diggle coddling her. While she knew he cared, she had eventually pressed back, insisting he could go make sure Oliver was okay as they pulled up by her house. It was genuinely sweet that the boys cared so much. Though, she was tired. She knew she wouldn’t be the best entertainment to be around. 

          Once inside, the man having driven off, she shrugged her coat off and set on taking her medication before she pulled her phone out. As she set off towards her room, she shot him a text. 

          [ TEXT ] : I’m home and I took what was prescribed.

          [ TEXT ] : So now you can stop worrying about me. 

          [ TEXT ] : You also still didn’t win.

Just as requested Diggle had let him know when she was in the car and once she had arrived to her place. Of course it was followed by a text letting him know she pushed back about him staying but truthfully he expected it. He has been suffocating her enough without John’s help. She was safe now and that’s what mattered. Leaning back in his chair as she texted he smirked and shook his head before responding. 

         [ TEXT ] : I’m glad you’re safe but that’s not something I can do.

         [ TEXT ] : Pretty sure getting my way is the definition of winning.

[yourcrazymuses]

Small World: Cheryl&Archie

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yourcrazymuses:

Cheryl slowly leads the drunken redhead to sit on her massive bed and she sits beside him before she crawls into his lap and she straddles him. She cups his face with her small hands and she leans in and nudges his nose with her own. “I’m….better….now that I have you here,” she breathes softly. 

Archie was grateful for the assistance, shifting to her bed with a tad more grace than before. He really didn’t think he had too much to drink before. When she suddenly shifted to his lap, the male’s hands slid to her waist, looking up at her. His breath hitched as she nudged him and he grinned softly. “Oh yeah? And.. are we like... alone alone?”

[alphabadass]

Sorry I’ve been half-here. I get a ton of muse when I’m stuck at work and then I come home and I want my blogs up so I’ve been finishing promos for Oliver’s separate blog I’m getting running again and tomorrow is theme day but then I’ll be on to give all the replies because Derek’s muse is trying to fight me right now.

Catch me on discord Alphabadass#9252

[alphabadass]

“I know what I’m risking

                                  My life for theirs.”

[fishingsleep]

Sabrina Carpenter + Dylan Sprayberry Manip

[lesfleursfortes-a]

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blcndexhacker:

          “Oliver, there’s nothing the hospital can do,” she pointed out. “I’ve played doctor with you enough to know how to take care of myself.” NO! “Not that way,” she hissed, brows crinkling. “I really, really need to work on phrasing,” she mused more so to herself than him. “But, really, I’m going to be fine,” she pressed, standing and slinging her bag over her good shoulder. With a hesitant step, she let her vision clear as the blood rushed. Too fast.

          “I’ll text you so you know I took something because I know you’ll just fuss and worry,” she told him evenly. She didn’t need a babysitter. No doubt, John would do that enough in the car. “I promise I can manage a few hours without getting into trouble. It’s you I’m worried about,” she tried lightly, once more hoping to lessen the tension. She had no intention of sitting idly back while he worked     especially when she had been the eyes looking in during his nightly adventures. 

Of course her her comment earned her another raised brow, something she was far from new to receiving from the man after all this time. It was nice to know her rambling didn’t end with her having gotten to know him thus far. When she stood, Oliver saw the half a second more it took her and stepped to her side, a hand landing on the small of her back still keeping her distance as he looked her over. “Are you sure?” He pressed. He could have Diggle come get her but he thought that might be too much for her after her concern with other rumors too.

“Please text me and stop worrying about me.” He huffed, stepping back and slipping his hands back into his pockets. “I will be just fine, no additional work tonight for me.” He assured her.