[wickvdgvmes]

hiiii omg i miss doing this sm and might just get back into it

[heavensghost]

Fall out boy // fourth of July

[vivienvalentino]

HENRY CAVILL as August Walker / John Lark in Mission Impossible: Fallout

[wickvdgvmes]

really in the mood to rp some shit on discord, hmu if anyone’s down 🥺

[wickvdgvmes]

hey guys so i miss rp so fckin much that i wanna come back

NOW, my mutuals - y’all know me...i can disappear when im overwhelmed with life. so this may happen again but i will be sure to be honest about when im coming back and all that. with that, im gonna maybe post a starter or two tonight. if anyone wants me to reply to a thread i never got to from months ago shoot me a message, i’d love to continue our stories :) 

thank you for understanding and i love you guys sm 

xoxo

[spade-club-heart-diamond]

If we are RPing together

you do not have to:

get to my thread just because you’re working on other replies

avoid posting often just because we’re both online and it’s your turn

push yourself to write something just because you see me on

I understand:

that sometimes you only get muse for certain threads

you may not know what to reply with at the moment

some threads you have are in an exciting moment and you’d rather put your focus into those

RPing is for fun. Don’t force yourself to get stuff done. Your replies are worth the wait.

[cluelesscher]

why ppl apologize for being inactive dude u gotta life good for u

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[ closed starter ] @presstocontinuestory​

Alexander woke up around the usual time his mental alarm goes off - 8 a.m. For years he had woken up at that time, no matter how hard he tried to sleep past it. Luckily for him, he was laying next to the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on. This was a first, and the feeling was hard for him to describe. He hadn’t felt this way about anyone before. It was something he could get used to. He grinned as he looked to his side at Rose. She was truly beautiful, always. After a few minutes of watching her peacefully rest, he couldn’t help himself anymore. He shifted to his side and put an arm around her, bringing his face up to hers to plant small, gently kisses all over her. “Good morning,” he whispered as she stirred. 

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✚ Thanks for the follow @wickvdgvmes

“I’m just tired.” Harper sighed.

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Dalton looked to the other with a shrug. “Aren’t we all?” He smirked slightly, then nudged her. “What’re you tired of?” 

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    She knew after everything, she’d have to earn his trust once again. She had hurt him and his reaction was very understandable. She moved closer to him, gazing up at him. “I won’t. I made that mistake once. I’m not about to do it again.” Valeera replied, pursing her lips for a moment. “Him? I don’t want anything to do with him. Not after being thrown out..” Valeera, leaned her back against the couch once again and reached for her glass of whiskey. “Because I thought at the time I didn’t want anything serious but I missed the way you held me–the way you kissed me–the way that I could open up to you without judgement.” She took a sip from her glass before sitting it down. Her gaze turned to him. “I understand. I know I broke your trust…and I’m willing to try to earn it back as long as you’d give me that chance.”

Julian listened intently as she spoke, his heart fluttering when she spoke about their past together. He did miss those days, terribly. It constantly haunted him. He would be a fool to pass this up. But he was guarded. Scared because he knew that she could up and leave at any moment like she once did. He looked away and thought to himself for a moment. Finally, he looked at her again and nodded. “I want to try this again. I do. I just want you to be open with me. About how you’re feeling...anything. You can talk to me.” He reached for her hand, taking it gently and feeling the rush that he once felt when touching her soft skin. 

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“you don’t understand..” her eyes moved to his as his hand stopped her from packing. “i don’t..want to be here. i don’t deserve to be here.” her father said bruno was making a mistake, and the words were haunting her. would he regret this? regret her? “i just need to be alone for tonight. just for one night. let me go, okay?” she practically begged as she pulled her hand away. “i need to figure out what i’m doing.”

bruno sighed heavily as he rubbed his eye. he then looked at her once he was finished, a frown on his face. “i’m sorry. i’m trying to understand. i just want you to be happy. and if being alone will make you happy, then so be it. but i worry about you. i don’t want that for you. you’re safe here. you’re safe with me, always.” he knew he couldn’t convince her. she was stubborn, and he knew that all too well. “my wallet is on the kitchen counter. take whatever you need. please though, let me at least drive you somewhere that i know is safe and good enough for you,” he said in defeat. 

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“thats sweet. you have a good family?” she couldn’t remember the last time she saw hers. when she ghosted him, she ghosted them as well, and the thought made her heart ache. “um, honestly my whole life recently has been teaching. i don’t really do much besides lesson prep and grading.” she confessed with a smile. “and of course, come here for a glass of wine. honestly, it’s nice to have some adult conversation. talking to little kids all day can get tiring.”

“yeah. they’re very supportive. they’ve back in ecuador but i go to see them as often as i can. once a year typically. how about your family?” he took a sip of his scotch as he kept his eyes on her. he put it down with a smile, “well, i’m glad you decided to come here tonight. it’s good to get out once in a while and leave your work instead of focusing on it all day and night. can drive you mad.” 

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Jonah didn’t like to go in circles, so he figured getting straight to the point would make things easier. He was familiar with Iman’s disappointed face, and even though he’s seen this kind of hurt multiple times before he just couldn’t stop making the same bad choices. As he walked in he stood with his back turned, he was trying to think of the best way to approach the subject, but nothing seemed to do justice. He then turned on his heel slowly to face Iman; he stared at her as silence surrounded them. He knew that he was abusing her love and that this could possibly ruin their relationship forever…and even though he loved Iman with every fiber of his being he just didn’t know how to be the man she needed without fucking things up later down the line. 

He cleared his throat. “ I don’t have an excuse for you this time. I went out and slept with another woman because I wanted to. I knew that this would affect our relationship and that this could possibly make you hate me. But, I just didn’t want to stop myself–I just wanted to see how much I could hurt you before you gave up on me.” He explained, licking his lips in the process. “ I know that sounds selfish and I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t want to have anything to do with me anymore. I just wanted to be honest with you. You know my past, you know the things I went through growing up–this doesn’t make up for my behavior, but it does explain a lot.” He continued, his eyes lingering on hers. “It’s hard to believe, but I love you. I always will. I just–I” He sighed, “ I just can’t express it in the way you want me to.”

Iman gave him the time he needed to respond. But she knew whatever would come out of his mouth was bound to piss her off. She let out a dry chuckle when he mentioned fucking another woman. She wasn’t surprised anymore, just disappointed. Disappointed in herself for constantly letting him back in. Not just into her house, but back into her heart. She felt stupid, something Iman Evans never felt. When he was done speaking, she uncrossed her arms and began to tell her piece. “So you express the way you love me by fucking other people? Honestly, I don’t know why I still stick around for you. It’s wasting my time. You’re wasting my time.” She shook her head as she looked him up and down, her face showing utter disgust. “Why me? Why do you do this to me? What the fuck did I ever do to you for you to want to constantly hurt me? I’ve been nothing but good to you.” She could feel the tears well up, but she stayed strong and kept them back. 

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about to drag myself to the gym cuz i've been slacking...feel free to answer any of my open starters!! xo

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julian.

“i guess not.” sienna whispered as she took a sip of her drink and tucked some hair behind her ear. “you should. even if you just decide to adopt.  you would be a great father.” she was always confident in that. “i mean. i’m just assuming. you seem like a sweet guy.” the girl quickly spoke, trying to cover her tracks. “um, so besides work, what other things do you do?”

he thought about it for a second, then shrugged in response. “i don’t know...adopting sounds like something i’d love to do one day. but i want to have my own child first. with the love of my life.” he cleared his throat, “i mean, the woman who will come into my life. hopefully.” he gave her a faint smile before sipping on his scotch. as he put it down he looked at her, “thank you. that means a lot to me. i want to be a great father. like my dad was and still is to me.” he couldn’t take his eyes off her now. he was looking at her every feature, down to the beauty marks on her face. it was odd, she had the same exact ones sienna did. it threw him off, so much so that he did answer her question right away. he snapped out of the daze, his cheeks burning in embarrassment. “sorry, what? other things? i uh, i like to go to baseball games when i can. spend time with my nieces and nephews. go back home to see my parents. you?” 

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[4:36am] Iman.

[4:38am] I need to talk with you. Face to face

Jonah slid his hand along his face, frustrated that he put himself in this situation again. He had a problem when it came to testing the people he loved too far. Time and time again showed that Iman is the one for him, and the fact that was so evident he couldn’t appreciate it for what it was. If anyone were to ask him why he does what he does he’d respond; just blame his fucked up childhood. Impatient, Jonah looked around until he realized the window to her room was open. It was either make a scene at 4 in the morning, or walk away, and knowing Jonah he always chose the wrong shit. “ IMAN! IMAN JUST FUCKING LET ME EXPLAIN.” He really didn’t know what he would say, she’s heard all the excuses he could think of, he doubted she’d believe any more of his shit. Yet, he knew they’d always end up back together no matter how many times he hurt her. He knew she was just as in love with him than he was with her because if she wasn’t, no women in their right mind would deal with all this bullshit. 

Despite all the pain he constantly put her through, and the on again off again headache this relationship has grown to be, he knows deep down he never wants to lose this girl. He’d rather go through this every other month than never see her again, and maybe that was a selfish way to think. So, the question is; Why hurt the ones you love?

“ I’m Sorry for letting you down, for giving you a reason to distrust me. But I really need to speak with you…not over the phone, not far away, but up close and fucking personal Iman.”

Iman sighed heavily as she read the next texts that came through from Jonah. She knew he wasn’t going to leave that easily. He always did this. He would fuck up, and then beg for her time when that’s the last thing she wanted to give him. When she heard him begin to yell, she flinched at the loud noise and immediately ran to her window. Iman popped her head out with her hands on the window sill. She did her best to whisper loud enough for him to hear, but quiet enough not to wake anyone that hasn’t been woken already by him. “Shut the fuck up!” She had an irritated tone of voice, wanting to make him understand how much he was being an inconvenience to her. “I’m coming down, just shut up.” She spat the words out before closing the window with a slam. As she made her way to the door she mentally prepared herself to see him up close. Every time he came back from one of his benders, she couldn’t help but study his every feature. Obsess over what looked differently. Whether it be his physical features, or the emotions he was displaying. It all killed her, because it only reminded her that he was giving his time to someone other than her. 

Iman put her hand on the doorknob and let it sit there for a moment. She could feel the tears coming, but she fought hard to keep them from spilling. Iman wanted to act like she was okay, and that his absence didn’t matter to her. She never wanted to show the weakness she had for him, even though she was sure he was already aware of that. Finally, she opened the door swiftly, giving him a cold stare as soon as she laid eyes on him. “Come in, I guess.” The girl stepped back and opened the door wider for him, then shut it after he walked in. After she shut it, she turned around and crossed her arms, waiting for him to say something, anything that could make this slightly better. 

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