The Stonewall Inn
One Nice Bug Per Day

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@witchslair-blog
Strange magical readings had been popping up around the area. Alex had yet to explore all of the anomalous magic in this world. He’d only really been here for a few years, so Alex usually checked out anything that’d pop up. Didn’t really matter how small it was. It was a new and unwritten discovery. After wandering around for a while, this spot seemed to be giving off the strongest readings, as the odd device vibrated in his hand. “Hello?” He spoke to whatever invisible force may be listening. “Is anyone there?”
Her ears had already picked up the sound of someone wandering around and she had proped her top half up, elbows leaning on the plush velvet pillows. It wasn't till she heard him call out to her that her body propelled towards the bars. She opened her mouth to respond and nothing. Her voice was worn out from singing all day.Desperatly she tried talking, banging her claws on the bars. Anything to make noise and get his attention. Please dont leave. I need you
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It was too cute. She was so young and so childish with her craft. It caused a smile to flair up to the elder witches lips. “Aren’t you adorable? Tell me, do you still have the training wheels on your broom?” an old witches joke. Rona teased the young woman, lips pressed and hands on her hips.
The younger witch didn't take kindly to being sassed. In fact her whole body languaged changed becoming straighter and her eyes stayed narrowed and focused. "Sorry, I didn't reaise all the old hags were in town. Managed to blow the cob webs of yours did you?" Rie returned the smile to her senior and used one hand to fiddle with the ends of her hair.
♏;;
‘ That was the only thing I could think of to get rid of it. Do you have a b e t t e r idea ?? ‘
"...I don't think it's going to leave. We might have to run away..Are you any good at climbing trees?"
godstorehouse
“look if we are doing this; don’t touch me, don’t breath near me and don’t get in my way”
The slender woman looks down her nose at the boy in front of her. Everything that the pair decided to do could go wrong, will go wrong ...but they would deal with it when it happened. Rie was strong enough to help the both of them, or that’s what she hoped.
“Come on let’s go.”
Pros to ship with me
Our ship is probably gonna be rly cute
Cons to ship with me
I’ll talk about it all the time
I’ll give you what ifs and how woulds all the time
I WILL SQUEAL AND TALK IN ALL CAPS TO YOU EVERYTIME SOMETHING BAD/GOOD HAPPENS TO THEM
I will think of AUs and share
I will make playlists of them a lot
It will always have pain and tears
Probably will have to ask for 983454858645794 threads
michirulicious
“My dear, we must stop running into each other like this. People will begin to talk.”
The demon’s echoing voice was slightly smug, and his jaw clicked together in what most assumed was a smile. Though he had nothing to be smug about, they hadn’t bumped into each other by accident. Peregrinus had been looking for her, he had actually grown quite interested in her and wanted to find more information on her.
[Like for a starter]
“I could be asking you the same exact question, but I’m here because I felt like getting out of my…..school for a day or so.”
"Like wise, but I wanted to leave my house."
Rei with braces = Cutie patootie
“No”
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{♈} - Ah, geeze. Why’d he have to get an order for a really complicated potion? Didn’t they know this was a level 1-10 shop? Now he’d be fighting spiders for who knows how long because only a few drop the ingredient necessary and… ah, geeze… This was going to be a rough day…
The cage had moved again, and this time she wasn't quite sure where she was. Everything was incredibly different, and she noticed something interesting. There was no veil on her cage. Maybe something had happened to her master or maybe she was being toyed with, but regardless people would stop and stare but quickly shuffle on. Red eyes scanned the area and noticed the potion shop she had landed by the side of. "Hello!?"
“That’s what I was trying to say earlier on.”
"Well I'm glad that's sorted. Anyways why are you here?"
小松菜奈 for RUDI, 04/2015
“Just because I don’t look satisfied with something doesn’t mean I don’t like it.”
"Hmph. Whatever. I don't care anyways. I like this outfit."
PS-MOTHERFUCKING-A
i love my character.
everything about them. my character is my special own creation that i spent a substantial amount time developing as perfect as perfect can be. they’re my muse. so, when i see these bullshit ass police posts circulating, i immediately want to gouge out someone’s eyes. you know those posts. the ones that give you these in depth analysis on why you should do this and not that with YOUR FUCKING MUSE.
my muse is not created to be this universal, politically correct fluff master to fit your criteria. they are MINE and MINE ALONE and i can describe them, play them, & develop them they way I FUCKING WANT TO & i’d be damned if i ever let some fuckwad make me feel guilty, because how i portray my muse doesn’t jell well with them.
roleplaying is free range
there are no set rules. quit trying to enforce them. quit trying police people one what they wish to do with there own characters. if you don’t like how they’re portrayed, don’t follow them. move along. find another person to interact with. it’s really that fucking easy. not everyone is going to match up with your standards, just like you won’t match up to everyone else’s. that’s just the way it fucking works.
when you’re telling people how to rp or how to write their own creation, you’re not being an advocate for social justice or whatever-the-fuck-whoopdie-do,
you’re being a controlling dick.
“What’s the matter? I never said I hated it.”
"You never said it, but the look on your faces says everything!"