#quirky-vampire

[vampire-virtuoso]

“Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on.”

“Can we back up for just a second here?” Gwendolyn asked as she refolded the edges of the wrapping paper around Nick’s new toolbox for the umpteenth time. As much talent as her hands displayed when in possession of a violin, they were no good with manual labor. “What are we talking about again?” She blinked at Marie curiously while holding the decorative paper in in place around the gift.

[dulcetbloodmercy]

Surprise! Lately there's too much negativity in the rp community, so here is a message to let you know that I love seeing you on my dash and to let you know that you're valued and loved. Why don't you help me bring back the positivity back into the rp community and spread this message around to your favorite blogs?! Of course it's not an obligation, but you'll make people happy if you do!

// Thank you darling.

[tinyblondedetective]

“Wake up! Wake up! It’s just a dream!”

“I’m awake! I’m fine.”

[marcelmayfair]

♛ ⊰

-cuddles and pets- Let me love you.

[thesuzies]

“Hey, Marie, come on we’re going out tonight, i’m bored.” 

[dulcetbloodmercy]

This is a Tumblr hug /^ㅅ^/ pass it on at least 10 of your favorite followers, and remember, don’t break the chain

/^ㅅ^/

[thesuzies]

OOC

So like, Marie is super cute and I love’s her a lot! 

[thesuzies]

Tatt talk || Molly and Marie

Just as quickly as she had put a cigarette out Molly placed another between her lips and lit it up. It was fairly early in the night for people to still be lurking around on the boardwalk, but too late for any children or their  to be wondering around. That was good and just the way she liked it.   Vernon, the fat security guard who frequented the boardwalk was close by, keeping an eye on her as usual. From the second he saw her the fat man targeted her for anything he might find her doing that was remotely against any of the rules listed about the Boardwalk. Molly glanced over her shoulder at him, narrowing her eyes while he watched her from his post near the entrance.  “Fat fuck...” Molly muttered then hopped off the railing, walking away and out of his sight. She never did anything that could have kicked her out, at least not anything that he had seen. The shoes on her feet, the coat on her back and the clothes she was wearing had been stolen at the beginning of the summer. The cigarettes she had been smoking hadn't been paid for either, but it was like her mother used to say. “Its not illegal until you get caught.”. It was probably one of the more sensible things she heard from the woman and Molly stuck by by it.  Once she had gotten out of Vernon’s view Molly found another spot to sit at. The easy ocean breeze brushed against her face, carrying all types of smells. Greasy funnel cake batter, cotton candy, beer and cigarette smoke had been stirred up along with the salty sea air circulated in and out each nostril.  It was almost stifling at this point, stronger odors were now presenting themselves. They were familiar to a degree, strong and dominating, similar to Eddies’ but not quite his.  “huh,” She looked around, searching for the werewolf she was smelling now. Eventually she came across a girl standing near by. Molly hadn't minded werewolves or smell.  The boys tended to overact when it came to them wondering around close to their proverbial turf.  “Nice tattoo.” Molly spoke up finally, finding there wasn't anything better to do tonight than to reach out and speak to somebody.