Growing Up Is Hard

Your name is Alexandra Aragrey, and you don't know what is going on anymore. You're own life is going down the drain, so you are going to focus on everyone else until your problems go away. That's not healthy.

[sunflowertraveler]

finals are almost over! im almost done!ill be back in a week or so!

[cxritas-blog]

In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.

[deermemehost]

Send me a ❣ and I'll gauge my character's attraction to yours at this point in time

[sunflowertraveler]

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[sunflowertraveler]

please excuse my horrible replies, this is how i have felt literally all day

[mroldtimerocknroll-blog]

Oh , she was exactly how he had expected her to be. Nothing she ever did felt like a lie in that moment, and it was a surprise to him, to be honest. A good one, no doubt. She was shorter, but he didn’t mind. That was adorable  and more fun to play around with , so it was a plus on her side.

It was when she started speaking french that his smile faded for a split second as he tried to understand her. He could pick up a few words, but not very many as she had only translated a few for him over their calls and chats. The english, however, he understood. He gave a small roll of his eyes, not too noticeable to be rude and went over to hug her tighter, his arms coming around her shoulders like they had before only now closer.

“You should learn to ask nicer,” he mumbled, pecking a kiss to her head.

[sunflowertraveler]

Alexandra smiled at the hug, making a content noise. “That’s more like it... You know I don’t mean to be rude.” The woman made a sort of purring noise at the kiss, grinning at Arthur. He was just like she expected. Sweet, a bit shy...And absolutely adorable

“Gosh, it’s amazing to see you in person! I’ve been looking forward to this since we first planned it!” She could remember that almost three years ago, they had decided to meet in person. So, she fund raised after a year or so...

And here they were, standing face to face.

[incursu]

If your muse isn't just hunting for the D and V, please reblog.

[the-darkinheritance-deactivated]

I’m sick of getting dropped or ignored by some blogs just because my muse isn’t jumping and crawling all over them. There are things called enemies/platonic or just friends or whatever… And i’m annoyed… So if you could just reblog this so that I can have a bit of reassurance about this… It’d be very appreciated.

[rpmememaker]

Text my muse one of the following...

[Text]: There’s blood. There’s a lot of blood.

[Text]: I’m going to need a ride home. Don’t ask why.

[Text]: Mission failed.

[Text]: I may have accidentally handcuffed myself to the stairs.

[Text]: When you get home, remember this. It wasn’t me.

[Text]: I hear the voices when I’m dreaming.

[Text]: Are you naked?

[Text]: Come over to my place and play strip poker.

[Text]: I HAVE DONE SOMETHING TERRIBLE

[Text]: What do you prefer, chocolate syrup or whip cream?

[Text]: Answer me honestly. Am I hot?

[Text]: Do you wanna have a sleepover?

[Text]: Truth or dare?

[Text]: That’s illegal.

[Text]: I’ve always wanted to hear you beg. How about tonight?

[Text]: LUCK. I MEANT LUCK. LUCK AUTOCORRECT.

[nocturnexsins-archived]

Reblog if you are willing to do toxic ships

Not every love is sweet and kind Sometimes, love is dangerous Poisonous, addictive, obsessive Leaving emotional, mental and physical scars Don’t want to walk away, refuse to let go To need, no matter how much it hurts To know the same pain is returned Because some don’t want just the sweet They crave the bitter too

[sunflowertraveler]

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[sunflowertraveler]

im making one of those twitter post things for everyone i have a thread with rn cause thEY’RE SO FUN

[sunflowertraveler]

tweet me- arthur

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[dear-indies]

Reblog if you’re an OC without a fandom.

[sunflowertraveler]

We are creating a masterlist for all you lovely OCs. 

The list is here.

[ofroleplayandthings]

Send my muse a ‘tweet me!’ and my muse will respond with a tweet using this generator. 

[thefletchling]

Rp Partners: So you want to plot something?

[guardium-archive-deactivated201]

where are you ? ;; au with sunflowertraveler

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      elliot took up her suggestion and sat beside her, pulling his legs close to his chest and sitting back against a tree. admittedly, it was nice to actually get outside. he was always afraid to, always afraid he’d stay out too long and get himself exposed. though, out here, that wasn’t entirely likely, but that didn’t make him any less wary. ` ` gifts ? w – well, thank you … ? ` `       he was flattered she would think of him while she was gone. ` ` a – and i’m glad you feel better ! just … i want you to talk to me, give me a li'l warning. i don’t – i don’t have a lot to look forward to, but i – i don’t know … just, i look forward to you comin’ home. so i got really worried when you didn’t – ` `       no, he was not blushing. he was not embarrassed.

[sunflowertraveler]

  alexandra smiled at him softly,happy that he decided to sit with her. Without another word she began to rummage through her pockets, looking for elliot’s gifts. first, she pulled out some pressed flowers;an orchid, a violet, and a daisy. next, she pulled out a leather band and a small silver charm. the charm was a pair of angel wings, the leather was dark and warm to the touch. 

she smiled as he began to ramble and handed over the gifts. “ you’re welcome, mon ami. i saw them and thought of you. im sorry if you don’t like them, however. i promise to talk to you before leaving again...i just wanted to...have an adventure, i suppose.” 

that was really the only way to describe her two day outing. an adventure. she had just..left with no idea of where to go, only that she wanted to leave. 

“next time, you and i will go together. a picnic, perhaps? ive never had a picnic in the moonlight before. have you?” she looked to him, her smile soft and sentimental.

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     Talon had matched the woman’s glare with his own as if she was issuing some sort of challenge. For her sake she best not. He watched her carefully, studying her face, he movements, the changes in her voice– everything. He could easily tell that the woman was fearful but she was putting on a brave face. Smart woman to not show as much fear as she may be feeling. The Talon’s face showed irritation at the small bit of information she had just given.

     “Arkham?” Great. The Court would not be happy to hear this, but at least he had a location of Crane. Though, Arkham was a tricky place to break into, even for a Talon. It’s to heavily guarded to just walk in and get Crane. No, it’d take a lot of skill to get in and out without being caught or having the prison locked down.

     “Do you really think I care if you’d call the police?” He said tilting his head again with a grin. He had almost wanted to laugh. This girl couldn’t be serious? The police in Gotham are a bunch of dirty cops who won’t do a damn thing, and he honest cops always get killed doing their job. “They aren’t much of a challenge. All very easy to kill.” Has said giving the woman a bored look as he inspected his bladed tipped fingers as if he was looking for dirt under his nails.

     “So tell me then… Since you’ve seemed to replace Crane, do you know anything about him? Possible where he would have kept any important documents?” Maybe he had left something behind but the Talon just couldn’t find it. If she couldn’t give him any useful information then he’d just kill her and be on his way, he’d have no use of her if she didn’t know anything– he didn’t have time to waste.

[sunflowertraveler]

Alexandra frowned, keeping her fear hidden as best she could. This man meant business. It was best to just give him what he wanted and be on her way. If he talked so casually about killing the police, he would have no trouble killing her either. In fact, she fully intended on surviving her stay in Gotham.So, she thought for a moment.

“I know a little.” The woman walked forward, keeping her eyes on the stranger. “Excuse me. What I found was majorly in here...Nothing too important, at least, that's what I thought. But, what do I know? I am no super-criminal like Professor Crane.” 

With a few swift movements she had opened a secret compartment in the desk, under the surface of the wood. It was slightly shallow, but deep enough to hold the secrets it held. Alexandra gathered the documents, and held them out to the man cautiously. A couple notes on specific chemicals and such, nothing she cared about... However, she kept the biggest secret to herself.

When she had first arrived, there had been a syringe. Not full, slightly cracked...But had a small amount of green liquid inside. She hadn't turned it in to the police, she knew how they were. Not to Batman, she honestly never wanted to meet him. She never thought of selling it, she still had morals.