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[earthdawn]

gmtplusrph is now lousarchive

[theichthyostegawrites]

When you get this, respond with five things that make you happy. Then send to the last ten people in your notifications anonymously.

this was also sent to me by @mydamnsunshine & @gmtplusrph

O1. my cat, momo, likes to follow me around my apartment and it always makes me happy when i see her following me.

O2. random texts from friends asking how i am/if i want to hang out.

O3. a good cup of coffee

O4. finding little animals and being able to identify them down to genus & speices

O5. rp friends tagging me in things/sending me messages just to say hi or to plot things out c:

[roshwrites]

♥ Robella!

asdfghjkl loesy! <3

Gives nose/forehead kisses: Robb does, every day before bed.

Gets jealous the most: I feel like Robb would? Sybella would be talking to someone and mid conversation look over their shoulder and mouth ‘help me’ and Robb would be more than happy to whisk her away <3

Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive: Sybella gets picked up because she’s such a lightweight!

Takes care of on sick days: They care for each other on sick days, with pillow forts and hot chocolate with marshmallows!

Drags the other person out into the water on beach day: Sybella would definitely drag him into the water!

Gives unprompted massages: Robb. We all know this princess gets pampered.

Drives/rides shotgun: Robb drives, Sybella controls the radio and sings off-key.

Brings the other lunch at work: Sybella brings Robb lunch at work, mainly because she misses him and doesn’t want to eat alone.

Has the better parental relationship: (With their kids) They’d both love their children to bits – Robb would spoil them with gifts and love but Sybella would try to discipline them from time to time. (With their parents) Sybella.

Tries to start role-playing in bed: Sybella, she tries to be sexy but then fails

Embarrassingly drunk dancer: Sybella starts, Robb joins because she can’t be a fool alone.

Still cries watching Titanic: Sybella, everytime. Don’t let go Jack!

Firmly believes in couples costumes: Sybella does! Come Halloween, there will be couples costumes! But it goes beyond that, if they ever go to a ball, a party, a date there shall be complementary outfits.

Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas: They both make the rule just to break it. But I definitely think Robb would have the better gift.

Makes the other eat breakfast: Sybella makes sure Robb eats before he leaves the house for work.

Remembers anniversaries: They both do! But pretend like they don’t in order to surprise each other.

Brings up having kids: Definitely Sybella. Make her a mama.

[eridawrites]

slurred words (isaac describing savi <3)

A million years ago you asked for this, and I am finally getting to this. In case it was forgotten, the premise of this prompt was for the character to describe another while they were drunk.

“Savi?” Isaac asked with a lazily roll of his head toward the person who’d asked about the redhead. “As in the Savi? My Savi?” He laughed a bit, trying to figure out the best way to describe the girl, but all he could see in his mind was her sleeping figure in his bed as he tried his best to move about quietly and not wake her. She turned over to where he no longer was lying, her curls spreading across the pillow like a wild mane. It was nearly as wild as her, the lionhearted girl who battled her demons all day without anyone knowing. He knew, though.

“I wish she snored. It’d be easier to kick her out,” he admitted with a wry chuckle and a shake of his head. “Ahhh, what else can I say that won’t get me a beating if she catches wind of it? My best friend, that goes without sayin’. The Queen to my King of the Crows. God, she’s brave. She’s not dumb,” like him, “she doesn’t pretend she doesn’t fear anything. She knows what she’s afraid of. And she plows through it like a fucking warrior, you know? I’m gettin’ her battle paint for her birthday.”

He snapped his fingers suddenly as he sat forward. “Great writer, too. Gonna win the Pulitzer.” He shoved the person next to him who started to snicker. “Yes, you fuckin’ asshole, I know what the Pulitzer is! And she’s gonna win it. ‘Specially with a muse like me.”

Running a hand through his hair, he slouched back into the booth, staring at his now empty pint glass as though it held all the secrets of the universe. “For a tiny person she’s got a way of making herself loom pretty large in your life, you know? Carves out a spot for herself in your mind, your heart, your very fuckin’ soul. Takes up permanent residence there. I like to joke, call her the Thorne in my side. She’s not.” He nodded a few times, so drunk the world moved in a delay around him and he forgot where he was, that there were even others there. “She’s certainly not.”

[eva-writes]

when you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send it to the last 10 people to have notes in your activity!!

(in no particular order)

Reading a good book

Getting goosebumps listening to a song

Laughing so hard my stomach hurts

Hugging someone I hadn’t seen in a long time

Drinking a nice cup of tea

[roshwrites]

hiiiiii rosh ily bye xo.

omg it’s loesypoesy <3

[azianxpersuasion]

Fellow roleplayer appreciation time: it's time to tell some of your favorite blogs that you acknowledge, and appreciate their work; let them know that you love them. Spread the love to 10 of your favorite blogs, and if you don't have 10, then just spread it to the next 10 on your dash!

Thank you so much, Loes! Love you!

[roshwrites]

Fellow roleplayer appreciation time: it's time to tell some of your favorite blogs that you acknowledge, and appreciate their work; let them know that you love them. Spread the love to 10 of your favorite blogs, and if you don't have 10, then just spread it to the next 10 on your dash!

Loesy! <3 Thankchu~