#thelakedroppedme

[princesscoded]

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

five word prompts. —— accepting!

       Vanellope looked up at Jack after he finished his story, pity in her eyes. She’d been wanting so badly to know what his story was, how he became Jack Frost after she found out that he wasn’t always Jack Frost. But after hearing said story, the sadness in his voice, she almost felt guilty for practically making him tell it.

       “That… stinks,” she comments with a quick sigh. “Sorry ‘bout that. But, ah, if it makes ya feel any better… I remember you now.”

[pr1ncemax]

hey, this is gonna sound really weird but I think we roleplayed RotG together when I was like 13? we met on omegle, moved to chatzy(?) and got talking there. completely out of the blue, I remembered the name of your old blog and tracked you here. I just wanted to drop in and tell you that I'm glad you're doing okay. also we're both trans now. so that's fun

hi there lmao and i bet we did !

You probably remember be from the-lake-dropped-me or uhhh what was it lunaspalace i think??

i have old blogs galore so its hard to remember lmao but those were the two main ones i used when i was 13 lmao my jack frost rp blog was the more popular of the two iirc

I am always down to hang out with people from that old time of life tho because i loved like all my friends. y'all were so good to me what the heckkk

On like, the daily, i think about the people i used to talk to the most on chatzy. At the time they went by the names: Neon, Nikki, Birdie, Ariel (still in contact with them actually), Ginger, Toothiana. Those were the main names I remember anyway lol

I've actually reconnected with a few people who used to rp with Jack back in the day, and I am always down for more. Honestly, y'all put up with me @ my worst, so like I'm willing to show you my best lol

[mischiefandnightmares]

New follower!  thelakedroppedme

@thelakedroppedme

Pitch walked along the roof tops of a small town, watching his nightmares spread fear to the children. But for the whole night it felt like someone or something was following him, “You know you should really find another hobby, stalking someone is not a healthy activity" the nightmare king snickered as he pet one of his nightmares.

[princesscoded]

Happy Un-UnBirthday!!!! I know we don't talk a lot, but i love your blog and will follow you anytime you change <3 (I have three times now :P)

ngl i’ve been wanting so badly to interact w you but just never muster up the courage to bc!!! ur blogs are so amazing!!! let’s please change that and interact sometime!! <3 thanks so much friend!

[maskedmuses-archived]

"Don't we all wear masks?" <3 ( Wanted to make sure I sent it on all my blogs!)

All the smoochies for you, my prince! 

Thank you for reading my rules, as always! <3 

[thingsforrp]

Well I still love your blog even if you use it as a personal. It is your blog after all. Also I feel you tho. And hell even if we are part of the "SJW" movement. Why is that a bad thing? I mean, we're fighting for social justice. That's pretty much what the founding fathers did. So. (Also remy deserves love not hate. Lots of love.)

thank you thank you :)))

[justanotherviking]

Closed RP

the-lake-dropped-me

Enya propped her feet up on the table in front of the fireplace and began stitching patches over the large holes that were starting to show up in her dad’s fur vest. Winter had arrived on Berk and devastating winter was supposed to come sometime next week. Like every winter, she was in charge of patching up the only heavy vests her and her father had for the winter so neither of them would get frost bite. “Next winter, I’m making him a new vest.” she muttered after accidentally pricking herself with the needle she was using. “Whether he wants a new one or not.” To Enya, her dad’s vest didn’t even look like a vest anymore. It looked more like a bunch of furs from different animals thrown together. There was white, brown, black, even some red fur she got from a fox a couple winters ago. But her father’s motto when it comes to winter clothes was “If there is a patch near, it’s going to be good for another year” and Enya was sure that her dad’s vest alone had about 10 years on it. 

[the-new-parisian-rogue]

WARNING: TWOCUTENERDSCOMESTOGETHER AND THE-LAKE-DROPPED-ME HAVE ENTERED THE APARTMENT

twocutenerdscomestogether

the-lake-dropped-me

"Who...ARE you?"