#she's drunk

[berrybeans]

[mistraliprincess]

“I’m jealous of your heart because it’s pumping inside you and I’m not~”

[noellcfms-old]

𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕 🚫

𝒏𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆: why dotn you ever call me anymore huh

𝒏𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆: fu ck you for hurting me

𝒏𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆: i fukcing miss yo u

[temptaestions-blog]

wait hold up what am i seeing?? how did cara not say 'bitch i love you' is she okay

Me @ Cara (@la-vie-en-tae )

[mafia-princ3ss]

Under Protection (Vanessa x Tolaas)

Vanessa had been put under the protection of Tolaas a few months ago. A fact that she was not happy with at all, but knew better than to go against her father’s wishes. It had been a month of her trying her hardest not to get into the vampire’s way but also observing him. If she had to be honest, which she was too his hound pooch, she had a bit of a crush on the man.

Today, her father had a package sent to her that had new clothing and her favorite wines. She was homesick. She missed her MMA training and she was tired of going to bed alone. Even if she wasn’t in a relationship with someone, she could always find a man or woman to keep her warm at night.

She had already taken one bottle straight to her face and was giggling at her own thoughts of herself and Tolaas and somehow decided to make things worse...

Dressed in only her hot pants and sports bra, she found the man in his chair by the fire. She crawled up into his lap - the closest she’s been to him since she had gotten to his home - and pulled her hair from the ponytail that held it.

“Tell me, Tolaas... If we had sex, would that be necrophilia, since your a vampire?” 

@nytehavyn-circle

[thedemonicpunks]

Drunk

“I love my butt. I love my butt. No one’s butt is better then mine. I love my butt.”

[humanitysot]

Historia: As your queen, I hereby decree everyone get naked

Historia: Yes, even you Zackly

[shroudandsands]

“is everything alright?”

(Rolled a d4, die chose Rakaso.)

The duskwight tilts her glass towards her lips, raising an eyebrow as she shifts her gaze towards the man beside her. Taller than she expected- Almost at eye level with her. Intimidating, no doubt. 

She pulls the glass away, a reassuring smile on her lips. 

“I’m quite fine, thank you. I suppose, however…” 

Rakaso sets down her glass, tapping the rim with her fingers. She looks towards the far wall, gazing off into the distance as she speaks.

“It must be this, tonight, but I’ve a feeling you’re looking for more than just placations? I suppose so. Perhaps you look to ingratiate yourself, or maybe you’re simply that friendly?” 

“Well, to give you what you seem to wish for, I will restate- Everything is fine, as is. My only regrets would be the lack of time that I spend with my darling wife, my home is currently in mild disarray, the weather doesn’t suit my complexion…” 

“Oh,” She pauses, turning her eyes once more upon the hyur. Her smile evaporates into a thinly veiled malice. “And that you seem to believe you may speak to me.”