What Are Those Standards, Love?
What are those standards, love?
There are many. You must keep up a good appearance at all times. Table manners are a must. I expect you to smother me in attention. I will give you gifts however.
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Portia.... I have some sad news. While I love you and Pepi, I’m afraid I can’t visit as often anymore. I’m allergic to cats. ( ; w ; )
Oh no! I can come to you if that's ok? Maybe you can show me some places I haven't seen before! We can go on a tiny adventure!
The Princes
@dangerous-beauties
Fen moved around the castle with ease. He was supposed to welcome the Prince that was visiting. He was used to visitors coming and going, and this visit was most likely going to be like all the others. Comments on his blindness, questions on how he can still wield a sword.
He finally made it to the courtyard and opened the doors. He walked down the steps. He knew there were servants to assist him and the visitors, and some greeted him.
He heard the sounds of many horses riding up, and fixed his posture.
A fancy woman dressed in a magenta coat adorned with a large, floppy hat approached Nadia. She pulled one of flowers from her hat. "Flower, milady?"
Oh! Thank you my dear.
Julian huffed and stumbled in. When the lights came on he jumped.
"Uh, right. Hi." Julian says, clutching his side. He suddenly felt dizzy and leaned against the wall for support. He really needed to sit down, hopefully soon. His side was most likely soaked from the blood.
The Fool and the Hanged Man
@the-arcana-rp
Astrid was exhausted from her travels. She finally relaxed in the chair. Her eyes grew heavy as she felt sleep come over her. Suddenly she heard a crash and shot up. She snapped her fingers and the whole room was lit. Hazel eyes searched the room when it finally fell on the masked figure standing before her. She clenched her fists, magic glowing from her hand.
“It’s not polite to barge into someone’s home.” She warned.
My bday!
Totally forgot to post about this, but Sept 19 was my birthday and I'm now 18!!
Hey guys, sorry for being so inactive!! But feel free to send in one of these prompts!
Halloween Prompt Starters & Ideas
For anyone wanting to write some Halloween themed pieces, here are some starters and prompts to help get you started!
(Feel free to use these, but reblog only please. 😊 )
1. Taking a child trick-or-treating
2. Visiting the pumpkin patch together
3. Sharing a caramel apple
4. Watching a scary movie
5. Having a pumpkin carving contest
6. Going through a haunted house
7. Shopping for Halloween costumes
8. Attending a costume party together
9. Wearing couple’s costumes
10. Getting lost in a corn maze
11. Making Halloween treats
12. “I’ll thrill you more than any ghost would.”
13. “BOO! I found you!”
14. “You don’t need to buy a treat when I can just give you one myself.”
15. “Trick or treat!”
16. “What should I wear for Halloween?” “Nothing.”
17. “Hand over the candy corn!”
Ah thank you @justtrashandshitlikethat
(if they had a wheelch I would be in it)
Anyways, I tag @fishoutofcamelot @mimorugk @my-name-is-markus-with-a-k @nock-and-bolt @officialavasti
(from ConnorAndersons-blog)
found some cool picrew
so let’s make it a tag game
@1-800-i-ship-it @tower-of-weebz @dimobserver @khunfounded @bakuismybitch @levis-nipple and i don’t know people so @whoever-feels-like-joining!
You’ll need some help from a friend or a couple of them, cause the Devil is keeping them trapped in their magical realm behind a bunch of chains. You’ll have to help them find their familiars first before they can leave, for pretty obvious reasons, but yeah. They’re alive and they miss you and they have a lot to say to you. First and foremost, they’ll probably wish to apologize. They will say more than I could about how they feel, but you should hear them out. - 4th Wall Anon
Thank you, thank you so much. This means more than you could imagine. Can I do anything for you, anything at all?
Julian walked in and grinned. This place had a good feel to it.
He easily caught the shirt. “Thanks. I’d love a bath.” He said, walking over and getting undressed. He placed his new shirt, pants, and garments that were not ripped neatly on the ground. He climbed in and sighed, letting himself relax after so long. It was insane trusting someone already, but at this t point he could get killed and he wouldn’t even care.
closed - Wolf’s woods.
Vincent almost half smirks, before leaning down to help the other up. “It was no trouble. The ferals do not wish to fight a pack leader. They are not strong enough. Just scavengers.” He kept his voice low as he spoke. Looking ahead of them as he offered to help the other to his feet. “It is not far. Do you think you can keep walking?”
