#foreverharmon

[gerardfway]

*slips my URL in here*

My first impression on your URL: Pretty Legit  

Your character:  I’ve never encountered her. Let’s change this. I mean. Please

Do I RP with you?  I don’t.

Do I want to RP with you?  Well… yes. You could totally pop into my ask whenever.

Do we talk or have gif wars? No! Must Change COME BE MY FRIEND

My opinion of your character? I love Violet and I would like to meet yours!

Overall Statement: Yep, you’re cool bro!

[steelheartangel]

special death -- roman&violet

               Roman was determined to pretty much hate anyone that would marry Olivia Godfrey. Most days he even thought his own (and now deceased) father was an idiot for doing it. But when his mother got her hooks in someone it was over for them. This was something that he knew well enough. This guys came with a load of baggage to, and apparently a daughter who was to be he and Shelley's new sister. Shelley of course, was overjoyed at the idea of having a sister, but she found joy in most things. A trait that he deeply admire and felt was nigh impossible for him to achieve.

                                                          We're getting off track here though --

       The Godfrey heir was being sat down to another insufferable family dinner. Ben was was talking about some work thing that Roman couldn't bare to give more than two shits about. When his attention was asked of him from a short tempered Olivia, Ben tried to sooth her and looked at Roman.

                         "Look, I'm not going to try and replace your father - I know that I could never do that," oh god, he was using his shrink voice. Roman rolled his eyes, "But I would still like to be part of this family, can you respect that Roman?"

                                    More for Shelley's sake than anything else, he complied, "Good, I hope you will also extend the same respect to my daughter, Violet, who we've invited to stay for the summer, for the wedding," We, we?

                 Who was we, you mean you and my mother. Shelley gave a small squeal of joy and Roman sighed exasperated, "As long as she doesn't take my room," he said, which earned him a look, "Thank you for this lovely dinner, I'm stuffed," on bullshit. With that he got up and left the table. Tomorrow when the girl arrived, he knew he would be expected to provide her with some sort of entertainment. All he could do was hope that she wasn't too annoying. 

[steelheartangel]

can you two please stop? i sorta need my heart to stay alive and stuff. thank.

[steelheartangel]

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard." [ ok I'm done now *rolls away* ]

                  “Can’t blame a guy for trying,” 

[steelheartangel]

"That was a bad plan."

       Blue and red lights flashed outside the window which had cause the pair to dash. They were now trapped in a janitorial closet in the school, closed for the summer but that hadn’t stopped them from being little shit disturbers. It was a good thing his new ‘sister’ was small because his long limbs took up most of the space.

        “It was a badass fucking plan,” he chuckled. Not too worried about being caught, if they do…he can take care of it, “Hey watch it,” he breathed, close quarters meant a close call with getting sacked. 

[steelheartangel]

"Just five more minutes."

           ”But I’m bored,” he complained, caressing her exposed stomach, which he had been doing for the past few moments trying to coax her out of sleep. 

[steelheartangel]

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

     It was the first time he had approached her since the end, when everything fell apart. The lost puppy had lasted so long, keeping his distance.

     ”I know,” he had accepted the fact that she didn’t want him anymore. Accepted the fact that his nervous approach would likely be rebuked but… “I just, wanted to say Happy Birthday Violet,” he announced, holding a small package wrapped in what looked like an old newspaper. He gently placed it down on the side table and then left of his own accord before she had a chance to repeat the past. 

[sollitarius-archive]

     "I-I'm s-s-s-so c-----old." She's resisting the urge to blurt out what had happened. You see, those red haired twins obviously hadn't taken a shine to the stuttering angel, had they? Showers aren't fun when they're freezing cold and clothed..       "O--Oh~!" Cue the shocked gasp. "--I-I'm s-s-sorry!"