#sweetestofthemall

[bremaried]

This is what I wake up to every morning: purring, wet nose in my eyeball, & all. #objectsareascloseastheyappear #thegreatcatsby #sweetestofthemall

[comedianjojo]

True story! @comedianjojo #lol #jojocollins rp @the_ex_mrs Amen 🙏🏼 #thankyou @theclassypeople #quoteoffheday #crazybitch #bigheart #sweetestofthemall #loyaltyisgolden #sickofthebullshit #thetruth #amen🙏 #blessed #karmaismyfriend #the_ex_mrs

[lostmxrbles]

sweetest-ofthem-all

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

Opinion on;

Character in general: I really hate Amber. I really really really really really really really really really really really really really really hate Amber. She's flat, useless, two-dimensional, and beyond frustrating.How they play them: MEET THE ONLY AMBER EVER ON EARTH THAT I LIKE EVEN A LITTLE BIT. Perhaps because Deanna can't write for inherently stupid characters, or perhaps because she just has that much faith in Zdunich's ability to write extreme contra-subtext, Deanna's Amber is a well-rounded figure. She's not whiny, or over-the-top; she's intelligent, owns her sexuality and her power, can be an uppity brat with a serious ego and major vanity issues, but is capable of breaking and showing her vulnerabilities in a private manner. I love Deanna's Amber. She's lifelike and realistic, and a far superior character to the one in the film, without deviating so much from the film as to be unpalatable or unenjoyable; quite to the contrary, Deanna was locally known as "the Amber" of our little community for a long while there! (And not because she was the only one--she wasn't!)The Mun: Did you mean "the bae"? Deanna is my light, my love, and my reason to smile! Intelligent, fun-loving, easy-going, sharp, witty, and having none of your bullshit. Deanna never fails to put a smile on my face and a light in my heart! I love and appreciate everything about her, from her scars on up. She's an incredibly strong woman, and I openly envy that about her.

Do I:

RP with them: Not on this account, not anymore. :(Want to RP with them: Yesssssss~ BRING ME YOUR NINETEENTH CENTURY AU. AND/OR LET ME SIC DIO ON YOU! Or check out some of my baes on the multimuse. Rochester? Billie? Floop? All funny, potentially. ELI. Perf.

What is my;

Overall Opinion: If you're not following, you must not like Repo.

[theawkwardcousin]

It was almost...nice, being outside for a change. Brendan's eyes tracked across the perpetually grey sky overheard, and imagined how it must have looked before the world went to hell: Blue skies. Blue like his eyes, maybe, dotted with fluffy white clouds. A burning sun, yellow and too bright to look at, but so much better than now. So much more serene, so much more pleasant. He exhaled softly, not quite a sigh, but the silent imitation of one.

Beautiful. It all must have been beautiful. It sparked a longing on him to see--something. Anything. Nature. "Green plants," said all the old books. "Green plants, green grass, green trees." Green like...Alex's eyes, maybe, or like that old sweater in the back of Madison's closet from back when she was a kid, the one she never really got rid of because their mother had bought it for her, the one she couldn't look at without crying a little and ending up somewhere near Brendan, just for the comfort of his presence. The one Brendan had carefully folded up and tucked away in the back of the closet, so she wouldn't cry over what was dead and gone so often, and so maybe she could be a little happier and move on with the life she deserved.

Poor Madison. Poor everyone. Brendan did what he could to shoulder their grief for them--but he wasn't enough. He was never enough. and sometimes, when he felt like the pressure of the burdens he had taken upon himself was going to crack the ribs in his chest with their weight, he--left them. Like now. Only for a few hours. He just needed to be away from the familiar faces, the loved voices, just to--breathe. They smothered him with their good intentions sometimes, and those made the burdens all the heavier.

He sighed again, the silent rise and fall of his chest, as his eyes feel from heaven and his mind turned from beauty and family to the slow realization that he was, once again, as lost in reality as he had become in his thoughts; the alleys here weren't familiar, and that only added to the creeping sense of danger crawling up Brendan's back.

"Damn." The word slipped out accidentally. "Lost." More to himself than anyone else.

Which way was home from here?

[buggeredson-a]

sweetestofthemall-ask said: ((I like how I can have NOTHING to do with something and it’s still my fault. I love you.))

[DID YOU NOT RECENTLY MENTION "PAVI DID GOOD?" TO ME, BETCH?!

PFFT.

DUCKING THE FUCKING BLAME.

iloveyou]

[human-voodoodoll]

[[Hi and hello to Amber, Wendy, and Madison! A few things for you: 

firstly, thank you for following :D

I don’t do general x-started-following-you starters anymore, but would still love to RP with you!

if you’d like a starter a little more tailored to you, or if you’d like to plot something, of if you’d just like to bug Queenie a bit, my askbox is thisaway

if your character comes from somewhere other than AHS: Coven and you want to do a thing (especially if it’s not something I’m familiar with), you will probably find me in your askbox to do a little bit of plotting anyway, so heads up

I’ve got an open post thataway and I’ll try and get a few more opens out

if you’d like to put up a starter, tag it with #humanvoodoodoll and I’ll find it

 I’m available to talk about non-RP things ooc should you ever want/need to.

Think that’s about it. Thank you again, have a wonderful evening, and I hope to write with you guys soon!]]