[[ i know i haven’t been here lately - i have about zero motivation to rp right now, sorry about the wait on replies. ]]
ojovivo
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

No title available
One Nice Bug Per Day
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Game of Thrones Daily
$LAYYYTER

if i look back, i am lost
Claire Keane
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

★
Sweet Seals For You, Always

blake kathryn
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Xuebing Du

pixel skylines
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
h

tannertan36

JVL

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Tunisia

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Singapore

seen from Germany
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Lithuania
seen from United States
seen from Chile
@veryfondofbirds
[[ i know i haven’t been here lately - i have about zero motivation to rp right now, sorry about the wait on replies. ]]
Memory Meme
Past experiences help shape who we are currently, how we see the world. Send in a symbol and I’ll write a drabble of one of my muse’s memories.
–
❥ - a childhood memory
♣ - a fading memory
✂ - a vivid memory
✖ - a repressed memory
✈ - an eye-opening memory
✤ - a memory that involves romance/love
☤ - a memory of death/loss
✍ - a memory of their mother
☽ - a memory of their father
♘ - a memory of their sibling(s)
✌ - a memory of a relative
↕ - a memory that may or may not have happened
♚ - a memory of something paranormal
✓ - a sexual memory
♬ - a friend/best friend memory
Bayonne by jadepnl on Flickr.
((I’ve read everything about Betsey I could get my hands on, I’ve visited the Pastures and it’s my life goal to write a biography on her. I’m not saying that to brag. I say that to explain that I’ve tried doing my homework on her and I try to stay accurate. But there’s lots of gaps to fill in.
Also, this is 100% fiction))
[[ YEAH.
and seriously, to anon (& everyone else) - i totally encourage general discussion and self-awareness on how historical figures are portrayed in rp - but there’s a difference between a legitimate conversation and sending anonymous hate = at least try to pretend not to be an asshole if you seriously care about these issues ]]
concerned meme
@sage-of-monticello said:
"You don't look so good.."
"I’m okay. It just rained the whole way.”
Angelica attempted to stifle a sniffle. She was pissed off by the whole situation, to be honest. First, she had came all the way down here to see her father, but it turned out he was actually out and wouldn’t be back until late that night. The rain had pretty much soaked her, and now she was stuck here with her dad’s boyfriend. Awesome, wow.
Ben was packing up his bag to leave. At least if no one showed up, he could escape with some dignity. At this point he wasn’t expecting anyone to come, so naturally, when he heard a voice from the doorway, he couldn’t help but jump in surprise.
“Oh, hey!” He smiled, turning around. She actually came?! Ok, this is actually… good. Just play it cool. Shit. Play it cool? It’s /me/ we’re talking about here… “You here for…” he waved his hand around absentmindedly “bird stuff?”
Bird stuff? Oh god.
Despite the fact that Angelica had seen Ben first, she was still surprised a little by his surprise, and stood motionless for a moment, her face full of awkwardness. She finally replied to him:
“...Yeah. Bird stuff. Ermm--”
The Hamilton girl took the first tentative step into the room, but didn’t throw off her jacket or her bag. She felt she had a pretty good notion already, but decided to ask if not for any other sake than to talk about something: “Sorry I’m late. ...Did everyone else leave already or...?” Yeah, right. ‘Everyone else.’
Thomas searched the girl’s expression once more. He couldn’t tell what it really said. He reserved his emotions, feelings of disappointment in himself and the young women in front of him. “No one is.” He recalled something his lover, well, at the time rival said to him many years ago and was quoted on. Perhaps if he put a spin on it- “If men and women were Angels, they would have no need for the material plane on which provides us with opportunities. Opportunities that we must take into consideration before dismissing them.” He then turned to leave.
“Huh? What?” Angelica face was twisted into a confused frown. It wasn’t that often that someone thew a random piece of wisdom at her - and leave right afterwards, apparently. The phrase sounded vaguely familiar, but Angelica was far too ruffled for her brain to make the connection.
“W-what’s that supposed to mean?”
concerned meme
“ are you okay? ”
“ you don’t look so good ”
“ sit down, you look faint ”
“ have you eaten today? ”
“ please, just rest for a minute please ”
“ i’m worried about you ”
“ what the hell happened? ”
“ did someone do this to you? ”
“ what’s wrong? ”
“ how long has this been going on? ”
“ why didn’t you tell me? ”
“ i can’t not care about you ”
“ don’t tell me you’re fine. this is not fine ”
@veryfondofbirds: High School Au
Ben leaned back against the desk, tapping his fingers on it lightly. Of all the scatterbrained schemes he had come up with, this one really took the cake. His friends had told him this was a good idea, but now, standing all alone in an empty classroom, he was starting to wonder if they knew this would happen. They’re probably laughing hysterically right now, off hanging out and having fun and making fun of him. What assholes.
Shaking his head, Ben pulled out his phone. “2:45… alright. Five more minutes, I guess… I’ll give it five more minutes.”
There surely had to be easier ways to woo Angelica Hamilton than this. Honestly, the longer he stood waiting there the dumber his plan seemed. When he first came up with it it seemed like such a nice gesture. He overheard her talk about birds before. She seemed to have bird prints everywhere, too. Not enough for it to be overwhelming, but enough for Ben to know that she liked them.
Though apparently, he thought to himself, she doesn’t like them enough for this. He couldn’t really blame her. What self respecting high school student would actually join a Bird Watching Club? The only thing nerdier than her joining it, was him actually creating it in the first place.
Not that it mattered. She wasn’t coming anyway. He looked at his phone again. 2:50.
“….. I’ll give it five more minutes…”
“Shit, what time is it?”
Angelica grabbed her phone from the table. Her friends managed to answer before she had a chance to check it - “Quarter to three.”
“Aww. Hey, sorry, I got to go--” The auburn-haired girl was quickly on her feet, gathering her things and remembering her coffee before beginning her casual march towards her destination. She hadn’t bothered to explain to her friends that she was going to a Bird Watching Club, of all things - god, how nerdy was that? She had just been invited pretty randomly, by this Ben, and now she was already ridiculously late. Great.
Angelica hardly knew Ben, really. They didn’t roam in the same circles, and neither of them seemed to be that kind of people who thirsted for the spotlight. Ergo, he was just another face at school - a nice face, maybe - but Angelica didn’t know what to think of him. The Hamilton girl had a questionable reputation of being - a difficult personality, among other things, and she treaded with caution with every stranger.
They’ve probably all left at this point. I don’t even know why I bother-- The door was open. Angelica stopped at the doorway, visibly surprised at actually finding someone in.
“Oh. Hi.”
Bought a bunch of new brushes yesterday 😌
Send this to the twelve nicest people you know, or people with a good heart and if you get five back then you must be pretty awesome!
[[ oh my! thank you :3 ]]
“I can’t believe that I’m doing this.”
Danielle smiled warmly. “Well you said you wanted to visit England. I thought that seeing as we’ve become such firm friends and you made me feel at home in America, you would like me to show you England.”
“Oh, certainly! I would like it very, very much indeed. I-I mean, I’m enjoying it right now!” Angelica kept chattering in an excited fashion, hardly able to get out a single sensible sentence in the presence of her more graceful friend.
“I’m sorry, I am just so happy, I swear, I will try to compose myself. Huh. What did you have in mind to show me?”
ab. 1780-1785 Jean-Honoré Fragonard or Marguerite Gérard - The Beloved Child
MOM IM AN ADULT I CAN STAY OUT AS LATE AS I WANT but please schedule my dentist appt
Surprise beautiful person! Once you get this, you must put it into at least 8 people’s asks (anonymously) who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing bad will happen, but it’s nice to know that someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out. Help spread anon love, not hate!
[[ aw, thank you~! ]]