#grimmbarkk

[titanslayer]

grimmbarkk

                 `e-excuse me, but--is the screaming kid in the pumpkin costume with you?`

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some advice! (for that ask post)

therapy is expensive. bubble wrap is cheap.

bubble wrap

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[[ GETS RLY EXCITED BECAUSE BOTH MY PARA RP PARTNERS RESPONDED TO RPS AT ThESAME TIME ALMOST ]]

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💉

jade,psst do youdo you remember what happened to us?i....i don’t but i miss youi miss you like...soooo much. and i think about you all the time.i wish we could have stayed on the battlefield fighting for eachother foreverjust next to you i was less scared

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|| grimmbarkk ||

Two weeks, six days, twenty three hours, fifty-five minutes, four seconds. The buzz hadn’t gone away. The light, magnetic thrum in his chest that had made him want to scoop her up and hold her close and repeat how much he missed her. The pull that made him want to stay by her side like some loyal court member. She was magnetic. To him at least, and for the rest of the time since that encounter he had been hyper aware of her existence in his world. He never was particularly good with geography but C4, C4, C4 had become one of his routines, obsessions, intrusive thoughts. Two weeks, six days, twenty three hours, fifty-six minutes, thirteen seconds. At first he tried to write it down. Maybe he could just get it out by writing it. He wrote her name--he didn’t remember actually getting her last name or any of these details he wrote about her, really, but all the same Jade Harley was scrawled in every entry he made about her.  Two weeks, six days, twenty three hours, fifty-eight minutes, six seconds. That didn’t work, of course, he knew trying to sate any of his obsessions by writing about them never helped him. He knew it took physically doing things in order to quell the constant static in his mind and in his chest. Thank god none of his obsessions were too self destructive. Two weeks, six days, twenty three hours, fifty-nine minutes, twelve seconds. Regardless, he was here now, standing in front of the door of her apartment with the clearest head he’d had in almost three weeks. Almost. He almost felt bad for waiting this long but he needed that time to compartmentalize all of the nasty feelings that came with seeing her. He was ready now. Ready to see her, hear her voice, hear some sort of explanation. He raised his hand in a loose forward-facing fist. Three weeks. And knocked.

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✍ maybe ?

[[ ok this one got a little shippy oh well ]]

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Reason why you follow them: because you’re just all around a very good and talented roleplayer and there is nothing more enticing than the draw of your entire blog’s aesthetic

A roleplayer you enjoy their interactions with: me.

A thing you like about their character: she’s jade harley??? jade is my fucking QUEEN okay, i am a die hard jade harley worshipper.

Do you interact? Why/why not? yeah we interact so far it’s been pretty fabulous and wonderfully comprehensive and linear

RATE

Writing uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE Characteruh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKETheme uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE Mun uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE

We should… Talk OOC / Plot / Roleplay / Became bffs. Plots I’d be interested in doing: We are actually in the middle of doing a plot that I have been highly interested in doing since I started this blog and doing it with oyu makes it all the better, tbh. We could totally talk plot for other things any time. We could just write eachother starters randomly and i’d be so chill with it.

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❖?

❖ = Does the character lucid dream?

Occasionally, yes. He’s not really able to control his dreams, but he’s aware when he’s no longer taking part in reality.