#flaxgolden

[neptunalea]

In the universe i made out of loving you the last structure to be built was a castle made of quartz. I mined the stone myself. I cleaned it with my childhood hands. I waited too long to erect it. I am not safe inside. I am, however, alone.

[daedaluscried]

@flaxgolden​

“ ... Buy me a drink, “ A demand, “ I’m hot and you might get a chance at something if you do. “

[mirrcrspeaks]

@flaxgolden -- plotted starter from riley!! xoxo

   Riley had finally fallen asleep in the carriage when they came to an abrupt halt.  He woke up with a snort, falling out of his seat.  His fingers brushed against the odd toy he’d been fiddling with -- a strange gift from his aunt before they’d left -- and soon enough he was tucking it back into his pack.  Wearily he peeked out the window.

“ What -- hey, “ he hissed, cracking the carriage door open a smidge in the darkness.  “ Why are we stopped?  I knew we should’ve stopped in that village for the night...but nooo, we had to keep moving. “

[seekesotsibteadmist]

number 16, from Dusty

On a swing-set alone. 

   There were moments that Saima ended up doing things just because it felt particularly satisfying. In moments like those, they often didn’t have a complex or rational reason for partaking in such activities, all they knew was that they honestly felt the urge.. and had nothing stopping them from pursuing it. It was in such moods, that Saima was at the park - idly swinging on a swing-set.

When they had arrived, it had been some time since anyone had been around. So there was no shame in getting on one of the seats and starting to kick back and forth, increasing in height for a while before just letting themselves rock.  It was on the lower end of these swings when they saw that someone was approaching them. They were still enjoying the motion of swinging too much to pay the individual much mind, but they slowed down as the person seemed to get closer and closer - glancing at them as if to wonder if the person wanted to join them on the swings.

[taketxthehills]

@flaxgolden

“ How much for a body guard while I go hunt for mushrooms? “ Nissa asked, digging around in her bag, “ Maybe with some kisses scattered through. “

[muses-by-kai]

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What’s your rp pet peeve?

My biggest pet peeve would have to be receiving a response that’s riddled with lack of effort. Like I understand writers do have off days, I have the same where I just feel like blergh, but to constantly receive a three line response after writing a paragraph kind of makes me a little angry, not gonna lie.How do I feel about reblog Karma?Already answered!

[imnotbrokcn]

@flaxgolden

Lucas was exhausted. He had spent all day at his internship, which he loved. But then had to go straight from that to his shift at the store, which he did not love. And when he was tired he got grumpy, which was not a good look for someone working around customers.

He was stacking up the shelves and he felt someone stand behind him, probably wanting to get to the shelf that he was blocking but he wouldn’t move, he wanted to get these cans up on that damn shelf so he could move on to his next task. Once he finally moved from his spot the lady who had stood behind him muttered angrily at him, turning his head towards her he gave her the finger behind her back. While doing this he accidentally pushed his cart into someone else and he quickly turned to face them. Giving the man a someone fake apologetic look, this had after all been his fault. 

“I’m sorry sir, I didn’t see you there.” He said with a cheery voice, that too was fake.

[inconspicuoussuggestion]

you’re never gonna love me and i need to accept that