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@thomas-jefferchris
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Yo guys. So the 1 year anniversary of the Pulse Nightclub shooting is coming up. And that means a lot to the LGBT+. So I have a proposition. On June 12th, we all wear black. To mourn. But on twitter, tumblr, facebook, everywhere, we post selfies of us in the LGBT+ community with the hashtag #orlandostillstrong. We show everyone that a tragedy lime this does not scare us. It does not force us back in the closet. We will comtinue to be strong. We will continue to give hope. We are Orlando Still Strong.
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I’m pretty annoying, right? Fun to talk with at first but annoying in the end
Sad Rp Sentence Starters #1
- “You said you loved me”
- “You cheated on me?!”
- “I don’t love you anymore”
- “Please don’t leave me”
- “I’m still not over them”
- “Why do you hate me now? We used to get along so well”
- “I don’t wanna talk about it”
- “You said you would always be here for me”
- “I could have saved them…”
- “I’m sorry please don’t leave me”
Send a symbol for my muse to wake up in a laboratory as a...
🐟- mermaid/man
😺- cat hybrid
🐶- dog hybrid
🐰- rabbit hybrid
🐍- Naga
🐎- Centaur
🐲- Dragon
🐾- Animal (user’s choice)
👼- Angel
🤖- Cyborg
👻- Ghost
💀- Immortal
😈- Vampire
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Rp Kik chat
My friend wants to do a rp group chat on kik and he is trying to get people involved. Like and reblog this if you are interested
⅌ -Anna
Thomas put his hands up when Anna dropped the cat on his lap. He looked up at her. “Didn’t I say not to bring any pets here?” He asked as he reclined back so that the cat wouldn’t be near his face.
@ask-anna-payne
“Well, so are you Thomas.” She countered softly, her head cocked to the side playfully. “Come on, what were you working on? I’d really love to read over it if you’d like me to…”
"I was working on a new bill." He yawned.
Beauty And The Beast || Closed
Nabby gave her a look and ran after her. “You’re not supposed to go over there!”
She didn’t listen as she ran up the stairs, grabbing a candelabra as she went.
The candelabra shook in her hands and was suddenly pulled away.
She let out a shout of surprise.
A tall Frenchman stood above her. He clicked his tongue and set the candelabra down. “Why is a beautiful face here? In this dirty castle?”
“I-I’m looking for my father. There’s a snow storm outside- I heard someone calling for help.”
He gasped. “You’re looking for him? He can’t leave. Jefferson won’t allow.” He shook his head and crossed his arms. “You’ll have the same fate as your father’s”
“He’s my father, I can’t just leave him here!” She moved past him and ran up the rest of the stairs. “Papa?!”
“Monsieur Jefferson ne va pas comme ça!” He yelled after her and followed. “Madame! Attendez!” He continued to yell in french.
She ignored him and reached the dungeon. That’s where she saw her father in a cell. “Papa! What have they done to you?! Are you alright?!”
Her father was asleep, curled up on the cold hard floor. He shifted when she called out to him. “Jemma?” He asked in a croak.
“It’s me, it’s me,” she told him.
“How did you find me?” He asked, scrambling to get to the bars of the cell.
“I went looking for you and I found your carriage out front.”
“Sweetheart, you need to go before it finds you here!”
“I’m not leaving without you!”
“Its no-” He was cut off by the slamming of a door.
She looked back.
A large beast came down the stairs, ghosts following behind it. It huffed and growled.
“Who are you?” She demanded and backed away.
It growled at her. “No, who are you!?” It retorted.
“J-Jemma. Thus man is my father, I demand you let him go.”
“He set foot on private property! I’m not going to let him go!”
“Please! What do you have to gain from keeping him here?!”
The beast growled and stepped forward. “It shows the people not to mess with me!”
“No one me even knows he’s here! Let him go! What will it take?”
“A trade.”
“What kind of trade?”
“An even trade. One of you leaves but the other stays.”
“Fine. I’ll stay if he’s set free.”
He raised a brow and got close to her. “You sure you want to do that?”
“Yes. Just let him go.”
He growled. “Fine.”
“It’s going to be alright. Go back to the village and stay away,” she told her father.
Her father left right after he was released.
Thomas gave him a glare before looking back at Jemma. “In.” He demanded.
She scowled and went inside.
He locked the door and left.
She glared in his direction before going to the window.
One of the ghosts appeared next to her. It was the Frenchman. He gave her a sorrowful look. “We are sorry about him..”
“Oh what does it matter?” She replied weakly.
“He’ll let up. You just need to know him.”
“I don’t want to know him!”
The ghost flinched. “I’m sorry?”
“Why would I want to know someone who keeps people prisoner like this?”
“Well you should just give him a chance. He’s just mad about an old curse.”
“That doesn’t give him any excuse to treat people badly.”
“We’ll talk to him for he could let you out.”
She huffed and sat down.
“I promise to get you out by tomorrow. I’ll be back in a bit.” He disappeared
She sighed and looked back.
Hours passed until a set of footsteps were heard. There was a French voice and then the groans from the beast.
She was resting against the wall.
The beast stood in front of the cell. He took out a key and unlocked it.
The Dinner Party (Closed)
Thomas sat next to the president, completely bored out of his mind. None of this dinner party was interesting and Hamilton was talking non stop, as usual. He scanned the crowed and noticed a beautiful woman. She looked wonderful. He excused himself from the table and went up to her.
“Evening.” He greeted her with a small smile.
“Good evening.” She replied as she admired the band’s beautiful orchestration. The former senator’s daughter gave the man a small smile.
He took her hand and pressed a kiss on it. “My, my, you look beautiful under this lighting.” He smiled.
“Thank you,” she replied. “You’re not bad yourself, Mister…? What’s your name?”
“Thomas Jefferson, and you?”
“Martha Wayles Skelton.” She said. “Pleased to meet you.”
“Huh? What an interesting name.”
“Thank you, I guess.” She shrugged. “But it ain’t Scooby Doo.”
He chuckled. “Beautiful and funny.”
“You’re too kind.” She said.
He shook his head. “I try my best.”
Martha lightly smiled. “Well… I’m impressed.” She said. “People see me as rude and obnoxious, but they don’t see the truth just the things that they hear on tv and such.”
“People also see me as rude and obnoxious, but I don’t say anything back. Care for a dance?”
“Sure.” She said. “I’d love a dance.”
He held out his hand to her.
Bite (Lucy)
Thomas stared up at the ceiling in his office. When he heard the door open, he instantly shot off his chair and pinned whoever was at the door. He couldn’t think straight, everything that went through his mind was just about feeding. His fangs grew in and he bit into the person’s neck.
Lucy had just wanted to talk to her dad. That’s all she had wanted. When he slammed her against the wall, she screamed. When his fangs slid in, she fainted.
Thomas stopped when he realized who it was. He took a step back. “Oh no… No no no no no…” He picked her and cradled her in his arms. “Lucy, I’m so sorry…”
She was limp in his arms, tiny and fragile. After what seemed like an eternity (in reality maybe five minutes), her eyes fluttered open.
He continued to hold onto her, stroking her hair for comfort. “I’m sorry… I’m really sorry sweetheart..”
“You bit me,” she whispered.
“I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight, I really wasn’t thinking.”
“I–I–” Lucy’s eyes held terror for the first time in her short life.
He took a step towards her.
⅌ -Anna
Thomas put his hands up when Anna dropped the cat on his lap. He looked up at her. “Didn’t I say not to bring any pets here?” He asked as he reclined back so that the cat wouldn’t be near his face.
@ask-anna-payne
She sighed, obviously distracted as she checked her phone while the water boiled. She hated it when Thomas was upset with her. She knew he was moody, but she liked to pride herself in being able to handle him.
Thomas walked into a kitchen while she was boiling the water. He groaned when he saw the cat.
Anna glanced over her shoulder with a heavy sigh. “Please don’t be mean to him.” She scolded gently as she pouted boiling water over the tea bags. “I made tea.”
“What type of tea is it?” He asked and sat the table.
Alex hopped onto Thomas’s lap and began kneading at his thigh.
Thomas gasped and shuddered. “Your cat is a l-little sh-shit.”
She picked up the two mugs and handed one to the man before sitting down at the table next to him. “It’s cinnamon.” Anna replied with a sigh before picking Alex up off his lap. “There. He’ll leave you alone now.”
Alex mewed innocently. He glanced up at her and batted his paw at her.
Thomas sighed. “I don’t want him on top of me.”
Anna laughed softly and began to gently pet Alex’s ears. “He just likes being a pest. He’s a good boy, though. Most of the time.”
"He's a huge pest!"
Thomas Jefferson would be the type of guy who screams when he sees a tampon.
🎭 Masquerade Ball Starters 🎭
“Did you really think hiding your cheek bones was going to fool anyone?” “Do I…know you?” “Have we met before?” “Are you sure I don’t know you?” “Your eyes are absolutely captivating.” “I don’t think we’ve met yet.” “May I have this dance?” “You look positively enchanting this evening.” “I’d know those dazzling eyes anywhere.” “These skirts make it so hard to move.” “Some of these costumes are so extravagant. They must have cost a fortune.” “You look quite ravishing in that dress.” “You look quite handsome in that suit.” “Can I see your face?” “I don’t think you want to see my face.” “My God, you could fit an entire circus under her pannier. How’d she even fit through the door?” “Champagne?” “My feet are killing me.” “I never thought I’d see you in something so fancy.” “I feel like I’m rubbing elbows with the queen right now.” “Care to sneak away with me? I doubt we will be missed.” “Can you guess who I am under here?” “I’d compliment your beauty, but I can’t see it under there. You’ll have to accept my compliments to your mask instead, it’s quite lovely.” “I can’t hear you through that mask. Did you really have to choose one that covers your mouth?” “Do you know who I am?” “Do you know who she is?” “Do you know who he is?” “You’re very light on your feet.” “Ow! It’s like you have two left feet.” “I’m a terrible dancer.” “Who cares if you’re a good dancer? Have fun! No one will know it’s you anyway!” “No one’s asked me to dance all night…” “I feel like I’m in a dream!” “Can we please go home? This is torture.” “How did I ever let you talk me into coming here?” “I prefer watching from the sidelines to participating.” “You’ve spent the entire evening at the snack table.” “Can I cut in?” “I have to go.” “I’m not supposed to be here. If they catch me I’m in trouble!” “Please. What is your name? I want to see you again.”
⅌ -Anna
Thomas put his hands up when Anna dropped the cat on his lap. He looked up at her. “Didn’t I say not to bring any pets here?” He asked as he reclined back so that the cat wouldn’t be near his face.
@ask-anna-payne
She sighed, obviously distracted as she checked her phone while the water boiled. She hated it when Thomas was upset with her. She knew he was moody, but she liked to pride herself in being able to handle him.
Thomas walked into a kitchen while she was boiling the water. He groaned when he saw the cat.
Anna glanced over her shoulder with a heavy sigh. “Please don’t be mean to him.” She scolded gently as she pouted boiling water over the tea bags. “I made tea.”
“What type of tea is it?” He asked and sat the table.
Alex hopped onto Thomas’s lap and began kneading at his thigh.
Thomas gasped and shuddered. “Your cat is a l-little sh-shit.”
She picked up the two mugs and handed one to the man before sitting down at the table next to him. “It’s cinnamon.” Anna replied with a sigh before picking Alex up off his lap. “There. He’ll leave you alone now.”
Alex mewed innocently. He glanced up at her and batted his paw at her.
Thomas sighed. "I don't want him on top of me."
Bite (Lucy)
Thomas stared up at the ceiling in his office. When he heard the door open, he instantly shot off his chair and pinned whoever was at the door. He couldn’t think straight, everything that went through his mind was just about feeding. His fangs grew in and he bit into the person’s neck.
Lucy had just wanted to talk to her dad. That’s all she had wanted. When he slammed her against the wall, she screamed. When his fangs slid in, she fainted.
Thomas stopped when he realized who it was. He took a step back. “Oh no… No no no no no…” He picked her and cradled her in his arms. “Lucy, I’m so sorry…”
She was limp in his arms, tiny and fragile. After what seemed like an eternity (in reality maybe five minutes), her eyes fluttered open.
He continued to hold onto her, stroking her hair for comfort. “I’m sorry… I’m really sorry sweetheart..”
“You bit me,” she whispered.
"I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking straight, I really wasn't thinking."
⅌ -Anna
Thomas put his hands up when Anna dropped the cat on his lap. He looked up at her. “Didn’t I say not to bring any pets here?” He asked as he reclined back so that the cat wouldn’t be near his face.
@ask-anna-payne
She sighed, obviously distracted as she checked her phone while the water boiled. She hated it when Thomas was upset with her. She knew he was moody, but she liked to pride herself in being able to handle him.
Thomas walked into a kitchen while she was boiling the water. He groaned when he saw the cat.
Anna glanced over her shoulder with a heavy sigh. “Please don’t be mean to him.” She scolded gently as she pouted boiling water over the tea bags. “I made tea.”
"What type of tea is it?" He asked and sat the table.
Alex hopped onto Thomas's lap and began kneading at his thigh.
Thomas gasped and shuddered. "Your cat is a l-little sh-shit."
Thomas felt his stomach churn in pain. It has been a few days since he last fed, today might just be the day he feeds again. He walked down the dark streets, until he found an unprotected house. His fangs grew in as he looked for an open window. He found one and turned into a bat to fly into the room. There wasn't much light, but he knew that no one will see him coming. //@thomas-jefferchris idk if this is good enough//
The family looked up in shock when the bat flew in. It was a small family, just a man, his wife, and a crib by the fireplace. The wife scrambled back to the crib and put herself in front of it, while the man grabbed a poker to remove the bat.
“How?” she whispered. “You’re human…”
He signaled the other man to open up the curtains. The man nodded and went to open them just enough where the light would only hit him. Thomas hissed in pain and looked at her. “I couldn’t stand seeing you suffer..”
She stared at him in undisguised horror. “You made me a monster…have you been using me as a blood bank?”
“What? God no! I would never do that to you! Last night after I turned you, I went and threw up all the blood that I drank from you. It was horrible, it made me feel sick knowing that I did this to my only daughter!” He cried out in both pain and horror. “I would never use someone that I love as a blood bank… never..”
“How could you do this? I told you to let me go. I /told/ you!” Lucy scooted away from him. “I don’t want to kill people.”
“You don’t have to kill people. Ever since I got you, I stopped killing. I have a contact that supply me with blood bags with the most common blood type. You could feed off of that…” He was starting to shake from the pain of the sunlight.
Lucy gestured for the butler to close the windows. “What do you mean, got me?”
Thomas began to cry. “You’re going to hate me for the truth..”
“You’re not my dad, are you?” she whispered. “I can’t believe you…”
“I am your dad, I have custody over you, but… but I’m not your biological father…”
Lucy started to weep again. “You should have respected what I wanted. You should’ve let me die.”
“I promised your mother that I was going to give you a long and healthy life! And that’s what I tried to do!”
“I was dying! You shouldn’t have intervened! It’s unnatural!”
“You still had a long life ahead of you! I wanted you to live through that! i wanted you to go to university and succeed in life!”
“And now I still can’t have that.”
“Yes you can. You know Theodosia Jr?”
Lucy nodded. “But she’s got experience. She’s got magic that lets her go out.”
“And do you know who gave her that magic? Abigail Adams.”
“Mrs. Adams scares me.”
“She is a wonderful woman, who somehow got stuck with the spineless Adams.”
“I’m going to be a killer. Not a dancer, now…”
“You’re not going to be a killer! You can drink blood bags and all you need are a few ounces of blood to get you through the day.”
“I hate blood…”
“A lot of vampires hate blood, but they have to live with it.”
“I won’t and you can’t make me.”
“Do you want to loose control and cause a huge massacre?! Because that is what’s going to happen if you don’t drink blood!”
“I can’t do it.”
“It doesn’t even taste like blood! Just drink it for your own good!”
Lucy shuddered at his anger and curled up.
“I just want you to be healthy.”
“But you killed me.”
“But you’re alive”
“Vampires are dead.”
“We are undead.”
“It doesn’t matter!”
“There is a difference.”
“Not an important one.”
“It is.”
“I don’t agree.”
He groaned and sat back. “Lucy, I don’t have time to argue about this.”
“I hate you and I’m never drinking blood ever.”
He flinched and looked up at her. "Lucy, don't say that.."