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toastlovingwerewolf
knowhowtofakeit
nogitsune-lichen
angelicallydangerous
“Did you want something?”
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the-blind-hiddleston
toastlovingwerewolf
knowhowtofakeit
nogitsune-lichen
angelicallydangerous
“Did you want something?”
+1 | | angelicallydangerous
"Are you lost?"
tinhearted, acidandkoolaid, angelicallydangerous, onxbrokenxwings and asomewhatfussyangel entered the bookshop
"Hello."
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Damon was in the Grill, sitting at the counter with a glass of bourbon in his hands. His eyes were locked on the amber liquid as it swirled around the ice cubes, and his mind was busy thinking up every reason why he should definitely be drunker. When someone sat down next to him and took the glass from his hands, he turned to look at them, clearly annoyed. “If you want to lose a hand, that's definitely the right thing to do.”
angelicallydangerous + keepingwatch || RP: Blue Skies (w/Lily)
Stiles sighed and stepped back from his window. It had been a slow day, his muses busy with their lives in the world outside. He'd gotten some writing done this morning, fifty or so pages. He'd edit them later when the next chapter was done. Stomach growling, he pulled out the usual menus from the usual delivery places and looked through them. Thai? Pizza? Maybe something fancier perhaps. He could use a specialized delivery service to pick something different up if he wanted.
All in all, his life was stalling out. He'd progressed enough in his therapy to go down to the mailboxes in the foyer of the apartment building and sometimes he made it as far as the pool. Only at night though, late enough that if someone saw him having a panic attack they'd leave him alone. It was insane, his publisher was clamoring for him to do a book tour but the very thought filled him with panic. His life was e-mails and skype chats with his therapist and his dad. Even his best friend had stopped doing anything more than sending e-mails once a month.
Someday he'd be better. He;d go see a movie when ti came out, or just go to the store or... a knock on the door made him jump, spilling delivery menus everywhere. Who the hell....
thelxstboy
thefatalflowershop-rp
@odd-thomas-rp
3l33tarmand
@vic-chambers
@angelicallydangerous
multaxhominum
"Ahhh, you are here for the position of dance for the upcoming event?" Now, she wondered if anyone presumed they were a dancer simply by swaying their hips to one side or moving a hoop about their waist. Well, this was a new start to begin a new experience with one of these dancers. Of course, the dancer would not survive the end of the event and no trouble would come from entertaining the auditioners in their foolish dreams. "Now, what piece shall you perform for me?"
angelicallydangerous drxjackson serpentunderxt
have confronted the princess
"You don't look to be from here..."