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hi hi yes, i’ll be back on nala maybe wednesday or thursday of next week. i have not totally abandoned her !!

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unfortunately i’m gonna have to place nala on a temporary hiatus ; maybe for a couple of weeks tops. home life has gotten a little hectic, and there are certain things i need to sort out for myself. i will be back ! at some point.

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sometimes i think im a little too nice for my own good ; cause now im sitting in my friends sisters house, babysitting with her. and bored to tears. s omeone talk to me on skype!

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&&. overworked and underpaid. ❜ )

She glances up over her menu, pushes her sunglasses onto her head, and grimaces at the woman before her. 

“I just finished an eight hour shift, and got shafted all day tip wise. Don’t people know we make our living off tips? I need coffee. Black. ASAP. Also something high in calories to drown my woes in.”

     the dark-haired woman knew of the others “ affliction ” first-hand-- they work LONG HOURS only to get paid half of what they actually should be pocketing. tips usually PAY THEIR BILLS better than their wages. the pen in her hand scribbled down the small order, head canted to the side.

              ‘  most people are IGNORANT to that. they don’t understand               how hard jobs like this actually are. one black coffee, and               double chocolate chip muffin. sound good ??  ’

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&&. he's so much more. ❜ )

                     He laughed against her lips, kissing them softly                          in between his words, “Nah, Rafiki’s too old and                           Timon’s too obnoxious. Maybe Pumbaa.” 

The teasing tone evaporated almost instantly when Nala pulled him closer to her and all thoughts of joking vanished from Simba’s mind as he gripped the back of her head with one hand, and her waist with the other. His fingers seemed to have a mind of their own and they snuck under her shirt to press on her warm skin. 

Everyone always said that taking the next step in a friendship could end in disaster - but didn’t people also say that you should fall in love with your best friend? There didn’t seem anything more natural, more right than being here with Nala. What was the point of searching for something else? He’d found what he was looking for - so damn the ‘rules.’

The longer they kissed, the more Simba felt himself lower his inhibitions - he wanted to feel every inch of her. 

     his words prompted an AMUSED SMILE which could be felt against his lips ; she had to stop herself from LAUGHING though- for if she did she would end up BREAKING CONTACT, and that was not on the list of things she wanted to do right now. simba’s sudden touch ELICITED a surprised, yet HIGHLY WELCOMED hum- his fingers were cold against her skin, she could literally feel GOOSEBUMPS ascending, but she wasn't about to stop him. in that moment, she concluded that she wanted his hands EVERYWHERE.

her own hands began to roam, loosening her GRIP around his neck to EXPLORE HIM. they slid down his arms to rest on his biceps, before moving to CLUTCH at the collar of his shirt-- she wanted it OFF.

if you had of told nala- many years prior to this moment, and the night PREVIOUS- that her and simba’s friendship would one day ESCALATE into one of a romantic nature, she would kindly tell you to that you were STUPID. that best friends didn't KISS, didn't touch each other the way they did. but, sometimes friendship turned into love.

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&&. fairy features. ❜ )

     “Alright, Nicole is is then. It’s understandable, the curse must’ve       been really weird to come back from. The Pridelands? Wait – OH!       You’re Nala from the Lion King! –Sorry, I got excited. Despite       me growing up around the real people, my mother would have me       watch the films.”

                ‘  having TWO different identities is definitely overpowering.  ’

     and cue the sudden STARTLED EXPRESSION. she wasn’t expecting THAT !

                ‘  the lion king ??---- i ... guess that’s me-- huh, the films                 any good ??  ’

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i’m not a girl i’m a storm with skin.

(via finalitie)

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&&. kovu. ❜ )

  ❝ It’s down in the South Quarter, right in the middle of      the old Skinmarket. You’ll know it when you pass by. ❞

The South Quarter was really nothing too impressive; just lanes and markets named after their respective merchandise. There was even a tavern not too far away; one where ladies like Nala certainly ought to stay clear of. Actually, the whole quarter oozed of thieves and hustlers, but those were all under the leadership of his father.

 ❝ Let Simba know I was here, would you kindly? ❞

A smirk formed on full lips, fingers brushing the stubble on his chin. There was not much more he could do, other than to wait and see how this all played out. At least he had contributed to some sort of peace in the household, even though he was certain that his family would not find TRUE peace until Kiara was home — safe. Perhaps not even then would the storm quiet down completely for a while.

     of course it was !- the whole of the south quarter was as CROOKED an area as it gets. nala would have been crazy if she expected this place to be anywhere other than within his father’s circle of influence, surrounded by those whose professions weren’t of an HONEST NATURE- nala predicted nothing less. she wasn't worried though, and to those who ASSUMED she would be, were horribly misinformed and obviously didn't know of her very well. plump lips took on an INCREDIBLY TIGHT line as she made a mental note of the directions ; if one could class what was given to her as DIRECTIONS, but she was certain she would be able to find it. in response, she merely nodded her head in an abrupt manner.

nala’s brow CREASED softly, debating his REQUEST. she decided she'd OBLIGE him this once. after all, kovu did the same for her-- indulged her with information of her daughter.

               ‘  i'll be sure to LET HIM KNOW.  ’

obviously there was something more to this, other variables she was purposely being shrouded from. she wasn't DENSE- nala would let simba know the younger had come to see him, to SPEAK with him, but if her husband even CONSIDERED going down to their domain alone, she would have something to say about it.

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&&. sweet child. ❜ )

  “you and your ways. fine, let’s go.” it was not the first time kiara had to bargain with her mother — the dad was so much more compliant, and most of all, EASY to read. only god knew what this woman had in mind at this hour.

   the teen waited patiently for the classier parent; oh, as her mother knew how to still dress herself, even after having raised her young. kiara could not remember ANY day where her mother’s radiance had fallen short — no wonder why her parents were still much in love with each other, even after all these years. the girl could only dream of ever turning heads like her mother did — not that she would EVER want to be in a relationship, though. that seemed like more work than she could handle, at least while trying to keep her grades at an appropriate level.

     nala couldn't help but smile in a SATISFACTORY MIEN, her aura matching the feeling quite well, OOZING from her in fact. she usually took her time getting ready, no matter the occasion- whether it was official or family orientated, RUSHING just wasn't in this woman’s blood. she believed in being FASHIONABLY LATE. good thing it wasn't an official event nala was taking her too then. ADVANCING past her daughter she GRACEFULLY swung the door open, stepping to the side to allow for the girl to SURPASS her and leave their humble abode first.

                 ‘  we’re WALKING. i hope that’s alright with you.  ’

to be fair, she didn't really have a say ; it was a SEEMINGLY CALM day out, the sky pale blue in colour with WISPS of white. no dark cloud in sight. it seemed only APPROPRIATE that they walk to their (  SECRET  ) destination, and the fresh air would do them both A WORLD OF GOOD. nala enjoyed walking, it gave her time to think, time to do things you can't do when sitting in a car-- THAT, and it would give the two more time to talk.

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         (  casual promotion of a cutie !!!!  )

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THIS BLOG IS OKAY WITH GROUP THREADS.

basically, I love them!

I’m not going to force them on you, however.  but if we are in a thread & you think it’d be cool if a relevant character joined in, just tell me!

If you see one of my threads, & you think you want to join in, just ask me or my partner &  we’ll see if everyone’s okay with it.

because, one x one roleplay is limited sometimes.  & group threads are super AWESOME.

but make sure you don’t just jump in! always ask. 

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fashion-runways:

J. MENDEL Bridal Spring Collection 2016

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f uck everything, i just hit one hundred followers. i might do something ?? maybe a small follow forever. c ause i can’t make things to show my appreciation. / whispers. i love u all ok.

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One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’

“Pull over.  Let me drive for awhile.”

“It reminded me of you.”

“No, no, it’s my treat.”

“Come here.  Let me fix it.”

“I’ll walk you home.”

“Have a good day at work.”

“I dreamt about you last night.”

“Take my seat.”

“I saved a piece for you.”

“I’m sorry for your loss.”

“You can have half.”

“Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.”

“Sorry I’m late.”

“Can I have this dance?”

“I made your favourite.”

“It’s okay.  I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“Watch your step.”

“Here, drink this.  You’ll feel better.”

“Can I hold your hand?”

“You can borrow mine.”

“You might like this.”

“It’s not heavy.  I’m stronger than I look.”

“I’ll wait.”

“Just because.”

“Look both ways.”

“I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to.”

“Try some.”

“Drive safely.”

“Well, what do you want to do?”

“One more chapter.”

“Don’t worry about me.”

“It looks good on you.”

“Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”

“That’s okay, I bought two.”

“After you.”

“We’ll figure it out.”

“Can I kiss you?”

“I like your laugh.”

“Don’t cry.”

“I made this for you.”

“Go back to sleep.”

“Is this okay?”

“I picked these for you.”

“I’ll drive you to the hospital.”

“What do you want to watch?”

“You can go first.”

“Did you get my letter?”

“I’ll do it for you.”

“Call me when you get home.”

“I think you’re beautiful.”

“Are you sure?”

“Have fun.”

“Sit down, I’ll get it.”

“I made reservations.”

“I don’t mind.”

“It brings out your eyes.”

“There is enough room for both of us.”

“You don’t have to say anything.”

“Wow.”

“Happy birthday.”

“I’ll pick it up after work.”

“It can wait until tomorrow.”

“Cross my heart and hope to die.”

“It’s two sugars, right?”

“I’ll help you study.”

“Stay over.”

“I did the dishes.”

“You didn’t have to ask.”

“I bought you a ticket.”

“You’re warm.”

“No reason.”

“I’ll meet you halfway.”

“Take mine.”

“We can share.”

“I was just thinking about you.”

“I want you to have this.”

“Call me if you need anything.”

“Do you want to come too?”

“I’ll still be here when you’re ready.”

“Is your seatbelt on?”

“Sweet dreams.”

“I was in the neighbourhood.”

“Stay there.  I’m coming to get you.”

“The key is under the mat.”

“It doesn’t bother me.”

“You’re important too.”

“I saved you a seat.”

“I’ll see you later.”

“I noticed.”

“You can tell me anything.”

“I hope you like it.”

“I want you to be happy.”

“I believe in you.”

“You can do it.”

“Good luck.”

“I brought you an umbrella.”

“I’ll pick you up at the airport.”

“Take a deep breath.”

“Be careful.”

And…

“I love you.”

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If you read the rules and information of a rp page before interaction, can you reblog this, please? I want to see how many do.

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Nicole Beharie as Rachel Robinson in 42 (2013)