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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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To be honest. Not surprised.
skaibrave:
This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-” etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction
send me questions you have about my character!
anything and everything. favorites. thoughts on people, on events. what they would do in a certain situation. how things would be different if something had/hadn’t happened. simple questions, complex questions. have at it!
bpdslime:
“what motivates you?”
suchtigkind
Nodding quietly, a few small bits of metal falling out of his pockets as he found a comfortable enough place to sit. Still ready and alert in case there was any sudden noise or movement, whimpering slightly and covering his ears as there was thunder very nearby. If only he had accounted for the fact it may have been thundering.later. His currently boosted senses not coping well with the given situation at all.
And because she was too lazy and a bit pissed at the weather, she poked her hand out of the window, sending upwards a strong ball of condensed ki, which exploded in the sky and cleared it. Making the bad weather go away and have a clear day like that. “Much better.” And she looked over at him. “Ningen, what are you shaking for?”
“Ah-” Uncovering his ears as he realized what she’d done. “Thank you, miss- ... Drug empowerment. Nicotene happens to enhance my senses, for instance... And I happened to smoke a whole pack of cigs before the storm started, for purposes of listening in on someone... That happens to be my main source of income, actually.” Quietly hoping she wasn’t one of the sorts to despise spies.
@suchtigkind
With his isolated nature and general lack of friends, it wasn’t often Oliver got the chance to get out the good china, so to say. Today, was not one of those days. Today called for the nice tea set that looked expensive and pretty but was easily replaced if ruined. He had invited someone over, thinking it due time he picked up and spoke to someone like him. Not something he’d thought through entirely, as the only person who wasn’t busy was Stefan. So he set the table and put out some sweet treats, hoping his guest would share his sweet tooth at least.
Having heard of personifications from Daniel and having heard how caring Oliver was by listening in on people’s conversations carefully, it was not often Stefan gave people chances such as this. Coming up to the door in his best clothes, trying to actually relax himself for once as he knocked on the door. Distinctly alert look in his eyes despite the bags under them, careful to keep it to a closed smile so as to avoid showing his sharklike teeth. He was sure the other had been made well aware of his abnormalities, but he didn’t wish to show them too much this time around. He was here for discussion, not anything that’d involve his powers directly.
The knock almost made him jump, so soon? With a deep breath and a dust down of his vest and trousers, Oliver walked to his front door, putting on his best smile for this possible friend. He was quite surprised to see the man in front of him, or above him, of course he was once again the smallest of the bunch standing at only 5″5 and a generous half. But he had to admit, from the description he’d been given, he expected someone scruffier. “Welcome!” He spoke, eyes lighting up, “You must be Stefan.” He stepped to one side, unsure about a handshake for now as he invited his guest in, “Please um… try not to touch anything.”
Nodding in reply to the other’s greeting. “All right.” Accent a weird mix of Austrian and various American regions. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Kirkland.”
Taking his time looking around, quietly noting the sweets on the table. “You really didn’t have to. I appreciate it all the same...” Quietly looking now for the first sign of anything maple flavored.
As a feminist and a fan of practicality I despise oversexualized comic book costumes so much, like boob windows and tiny booty shorts can go to hell where they belong, but…. i’m also really gay….
suchtigkind
“Ah- merely to take shelter here, miss.” A nervous look in his reddish-brown eyes. He normally wouldn’t have minded his manners at the given time, but something told him that’d be a very good idea at the moment. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
“Is it cause it’s raining outside?” She blinked, looking at the window and shrugging. “Ah, yeah, it’s raining.” And her terse manner of speaking would be noticeable. “And fine, you can stay here, it’s nothing but ruins anyways.”
Nodding quietly, a few small bits of metal falling out of his pockets as he found a comfortable enough place to sit. Still ready and alert in case there was any sudden noise or movement, whimpering slightly and covering his ears as there was thunder very nearby. If only he had accounted for the fact it may have been thundering.later. His currently boosted senses not coping well with the given situation at all.
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”What do you want?”
“Ah- merely to take shelter here, miss.” A nervous look in his reddish-brown eyes. He normally wouldn’t have minded his manners at the given time, but something told him that’d be a very good idea at the moment. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
bad idea starters.
❛on a scale of one to ten… how illegal do you think doing this is?❜
❛okay, but, consider this: i don’t care. i’m gonna do it.❜
❛there are certain moments where i consider you someone with brilliant ideas and a good future. this is not one of those moments.❜
❛how hard is it to do a wheelie on a motorcycle? how many feet can you go, doing a wheelie, without crashing?❜
❛it’s three in the morning and i’m bored and you’re the only one awake. let’s break into a gas station store.❜
❛WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT FILL UP A “SUPER BIG GULP” CUP WITH 5 HOUR ENERGY AND CHUG THE WHOLE THING. MY HEART HAS EITHER STOPPED COMPLETELY OR IS BEATING SO FAST THAT I CAN’T FEEL MY OWN PULSE.❜
❛is it a bad idea to use mountain dew instead of milk in your cereal?❜
❛i heard if you suck up enough helium, your voice starts to sound really squeaky… wanna go buy some balloons?❜
❛can you cook bacon with a hair straightener? asking for a friend.❜
❛yes, i did beat him up and i will not apologize.❜
❛complaining helps the situation, like, not at all.❜
❛sooooo, i kind of adopted a puppy.❜
Send me “✓“ And I will respond with a random fact / headcanon about my muse!
Sometimes we have random facts about our muses that we just want to tell others about, but we don’t always know when would be a good time to say them.
suchtigkind:
“I don’t even have a place to call home and don’t wish for one, it’s in my nature to be somewhat lost.” Mentally assessing the other, he couldn’t help wondering something. New Yorker accent coming out a bit more from the strange mix of mostly American regional accents. “If anyone sticks out like a sore thumb it’s you with that fancy outfit.”
Looking only mildly surprised at the other’s accent, Harry gave the other a quick once over. “Apologies, was only making a passing observation since you seem to be standing there and looking about for some time now.”
“Well. If there’s anything I could help you out with, I am a bit strapped for cash.” Voice suddenly very hushed. “It’s not nessicarily about you, but I may have overheard some things earlier. Very secret things. I’m sure you’d rather I be your ally.”
Types of Blood Stains:
The types of bloodstains are classified into three basic categories, these are:
Passive Stains - These include drops, flows, and pools of blood which are usually the result of gravity acting upon the body.
Transfer Stains - These occur when an object changes the shape of the existing bloodstains. Such as a hand swiping the blood to give a smeared looked. This results in wipes, swipes, or pattern transfers.
Impact Stains - Commonly splatter, gashes, and arterial spurts.
LET’S TALK ABOUT SOMETHING A MOMENT.
you don’t need fancy icons to roleplay with me.
you don’t need to write in small fonts to roleplay with me.
your theme doesn’t have to look like you gave your soul to photoshop to roleplay with me.
i won’t rp with you if you don’t read my rules.
i won’t rp with you if you have a sucky attitude.
IT’S 2017, LET’S LET TUMBLR ELITISM DIE.
@suchtigkind
With his isolated nature and general lack of friends, it wasn’t often Oliver got the chance to get out the good china, so to say. Today, was not one of those days. Today called for the nice tea set that looked expensive and pretty but was easily replaced if ruined. He had invited someone over, thinking it due time he picked up and spoke to someone like him. Not something he’d thought through entirely, as the only person who wasn’t busy was Stefan. So he set the table and put out some sweet treats, hoping his guest would share his sweet tooth at least.
Having heard of personifications from Daniel and having heard how caring Oliver was by listening in on people’s conversations carefully, it was not often Stefan gave people chances such as this. Coming up to the door in his best clothes, trying to actually relax himself for once as he knocked on the door. Distinctly alert look in his eyes despite the bags under them, careful to keep it to a closed smile so as to avoid showing his sharklike teeth. He was sure the other had been made well aware of his abnormalities, but he didn’t wish to show them too much this time around. He was here for discussion, not anything that’d involve his powers directly.