If I follow you & don’t roleplay with you…

iorhael: 100% chance is that I’m stalking your blog from afar, reading your roleplays, sending you anons, & wishing I could be one of the lucky people who write with you but aM JUST HIDING IN A CORNER TOO AFRAID TO SAY ANYTHING. 

If I follow you & don’t roleplay with you…

iorhael: 100% chance is that I’m stalking your blog from afar, reading your roleplays, sending you anons, & wishing I could be one of the lucky people who write with you but aM JUST HIDING IN A CORNER TOO AFRAID TO SAY ANYTHING. 

huntresscaraquinn: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: Tom swallowed, hard. “You have a funny way of showing it, holding a gun to my back? C’mon. Classic trope.” His feet shuffled as he was nudged forward, pushing the door open with his sweaty palms. It was empty and dark. Really dark. He barely saw the duffel and sleeping bag until he was directlyContinue reading

infiniitefrequency: He reached for his eggnog and took a sip, smiling at his best friend. “It’s settled then I’m definitely making some for everyone. You can have first taste,” Ray smiled before pursing his lips, nodding in understanding. “I can’t imagine what that was like, Nate.” Nate didn’t like thinking about it. His childhood, hisContinue reading

Potential Panic Starters

justmorerpmemes: “First off, nothing is on fire. Yet.” “Put it back, put it back, PUT IT BACK!” “Nope! Nope nope nope.” “This is not as bad as it looks, but it’s as horrible as it sounds.” “Get me down! Please!” “In the time it will take to explain this, the situation will get twice asContinue reading “Potential Panic Starters”

huntresscaraquinn: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: Tom nodded at the further instruction, thankful that she gave it, because frankly, he couldn’t remember the original directions. “Did you know her?” He asked, hoping it wouldn’t upset or provoke her in any way. He took the last turn, keeping an eye out for the driveway she spoke of. The street was pitchContinue reading

leroiloup: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: Attract attention? Him? Never. “ Is that so? Who appointed you my keeper? ” Stefan quipped, tugging his shoulder from the man’s grip and turning to face the other. He preferred to attract at least a little attention. Just so long as he could compel them to forget, Stefan was content with attracting said attention. “Continue reading

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