I Miss Rping Elijah Mikaelson And Kai Parker, But I Hate The Ick I Get From How People Treat My Male

it is 10 am and i've already been to two doctors and have two more to go. send help plz. ;-;

can i complain to someone? ur girl wants to complain, but i also only like complaining with consent.

a two hour phone call and a small trip down the rabbit hole of new jersey, i ended up getting nothing done yet today. i probably will wait to write after i eat dinner and am in my pjs all snuggled up.

but until i have to leave for the gym, does anyone want a dual promo? i feel like playing in photoshop and it's been awhile.

i'm so sad there isn't a reverse 1999 rp scene. it was a phone game i picked up in the hospital. the story is so good, and surprisingly didn't require money if you understood the mechanics. the characters in it are ridiculous with cool backstories that make them worth unlocking. i really want to make a character from me - but maybe i just will anyway and force it upon all my ride or die mutuals.

look at these cuties. i can already see the fcs for some of them.

😭 my mom came home early. so ur girl is being dragged to the gym. if i feel well, i'll be on tonight. <3 cross your fingers for me!

“My strength is not in steel and fire, but in my intellect and will.”

— Bioshock

someone should rp isadora or quigley with me so i can have my otps.

୨୧╼ ribbonup. a mutually exclusive book canon post - series violet baudelaire of lemony snicket's a series of unfortunate events. open to a variety of aus and verses. as haunted by phantom (she/her&36). previously found @prettydead. 

୨୧╼ Violet may have lived on The Strip – but she far for hypnotized by it’s glamour and excitement. It was simply a means to an end – as it was the place that had the most potential for work. She had a child to take care of in an unforgiving wasteland. Making sure Beatrice had as happy and healthy life she could was of most importance. 

       One could easily tell by scent alone that the man before Violet was intoxicated. Not uncommon for those who found themselves in New Vegas. A city that offered temptation of a pre-war silver platter. Yet she did not have the luxury of indulging in such things. People depended on her, and she could not allow herself of falling into the rabbit hole of debauchery. 

       “Don’t fret.” Pink lips curved upwards into a polite smile. “Yes, welcome to Very Fine Details! Your one stop shop for all your repair needs.” The moment he slid the paper across the counter, she knew exactly what he was there for. Yet she could not deny the heat rise in her cheeks when he called her, darlin’. Barely a moment past and she signed her signature to obtain the parts she ordered. “Are you alright? You seem a bit unsteady. Would you like something to drink? The temperature is scorching – even more so than usual.” Honestly, she was worried about the state of him. In good conscience, she could not allow him to continue on his way without water. 

@ribbonup gets a goofy ass mailman

[ 𝟛 ] —- - It wasn't every day that Wolf drank on the job. Mixing business & pleasure wasn't something that he found interest in; always keeping the two separate. It was difficult not make an exception in Vegas, though. After all, the drop off point wasn't very far—it's not like much could happen in-between walking from the bar to his destination. It was rare for trouble to brew, with House's robots always keeping a watchful eye.

After a few rounds at the Tops, he was a bit unsteady as he strolled into Violet's dwelling, trying his best not to drop her package. After managing to set it on the counter, he rummaged through his rucksack, looking for the delivery slip.

〝Hey, sorry, 'bout that—〞Wolf hoped it wasn't too obvious how much he'd been drinking, opening his mouth. 〝Violet Baudelaire, right?〞

Once the piece of paper was procured, he slid it across the counter, along with a pen. Leaning on the wood was probably the only thing keeping him from stumbling around & making a fool of himself.

〝Just need your signature, & I'll be outta your hair, Darlin'.〞