#rivenstraws

[epiitaphs]

a sebastian starter for @rivenstraws​

“Christ, someone ought to put a bell on you.” Or a phone alert just for him, so he’d know when another weird encounter was going to happen. “I’d say it’s nice to see you, but I’m never entirely sure whether it is or not.” It wasn’t bad to see her, or anything, but the way she simply happened to pop up places never ceased to make him just a little bit paranoid. 

“How is the job working out? If it hasn’t gotten too weird, that is.” Assuming, too, that she’d taken it all. “I ask only because it seems like your threshold for weird is far lower than mine. Have the secretive envelope pushers gotten to you yet?”

[nyragram]

   Title: spirit blossom riven re-colored    Artist: Konzatsu Suru    Source: pixiv.net/artworks/83717171/

[zcldrizes-a]

? I was happy to see you're still on Tumblr, so. Clearly, you leaving isn't an opinion shared by all. I'm sorry someone said that to you. That was shitty. I hope you don't let it impact your day, it's not worth that. Write on.

you are an absolute angel for sending this. <3 thankfully the anons never really bother me anymore, BUT it’s still lovely to hear people want me around.

[hiistiger]

rivenstraws replied to your post: [ text ] –– as you can see from this graph, you...

[text] o it was easy [text] I just did my research whenever you showed up to fuck up my life ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ [text] which is often. speaking of please send me your itinerary for the week. I need to know which locations to avoid. Thanks!xo

[ugh]: hey its not my fault you have shit choice of location [ugh]: nah thats classified sorry [ugh]: you’ll just have to hope and pray 

[tinymute]

Rivenstraws.

Send me a url and I’ll write some positivity for it.

@rivenstraws

I SEE YOU

mmkay so let’s do this okay okayCaitie, my sweet love. Who’s been by my side through thick and thin. I’m definitely not the best friend or even RP partner at times but you’re still here and I’ll never really be able to thank you enough for that??? You know damn well how to write an OC that is actually relateable to real people, someone I could see myself hanging out with, someone who isn’t the same exact average OC I see lately in the indie scene. 

Everything you do, everything you write is done with a fierce passion and a specific VOICE to your character. I can always tell it’s your writing but it is never flat. Everything is dynamic and well done. Your writing has always inspired me. I don’t think that will ever change. 

Also??? This woman?? Came all the way from Florida and got dinner with me?? BEST DAY.

But really, if you guys want a good, well fleshed out OC lady who needs love...gESTURES WILDLY.

[watsonofagun]

@rivenstraws​ liked for a starter.

          “Before you say anything, I was just in there for a case.”

And maybe got a bit drunk at the same time. It was a pub, albeit a gay one, but it really was for a case, and he couldn’t walk into a pub without ordering a drink first either. Not to mention they were known to have pretty good whiskey, and had just gotten dumped by---nevermind, that wasn’t important. What was important that Sherlock felt it was a good opportunity for John to practise his investigation skill and have a good drink.

Just wish he didn’t immediately bump into a familiar friend when he walked out of it. It was ten p.m., why the hell would there be anyone he knew out here?

[jarvisity-archived-blog]

@rivenstraws liked for a starter.

          “This area is closed till further notice, I’m afraid.”

Said he who was somehow put in charge of a clean-up after recent mishaps involving his employer and dangerous villains in the area, also to secretly extract rare artifact left behind. Sure he didn’t look like anyone from the CIA or police department, but he still wore a fairly important tone that was his trump card to send off nosy lot.

          “I suggest you try detouring through third avenue,           it’s much more scenic, and the dog will enjoy it.”

[killthebxy-archive]

canon verse // @rivenstraws

‘ i am the shield that guards the realms of men. ‘