( friendly reminder that this is where i’m at now and you should all come roleplay with me there bc the muse is STRONG tonight )
River Song returns this Christmas
I MISS U TOO MAKE A BLOG AND LOVE ME
its happening
offireandrebellion replied to your post:what if i just remade this blog entirely tbh
doooooooo it. come back 2 me
shouts im gonna do it im doing it riTE NOW
More Angsty rp Starters
Well.
That was an ordeal.
Happy River Song Appreciation Day!
emerges from the depths to shamelessly promote my new rp blog
April 20th: words are poisoned darts of pleasure From The Demon’s Surrender by Sarah Rees Brennan.
xthemutegirl replied to your post:i need a hogwarts au more than life tbh
/omg yes pls!
SEIZES YOU BY THE SHOULDERS
PULLS YOU VERY CLOSE
let us do this thing
i need a hogwarts au more than life tbh
Send ↯ for my muse's reaction to yours holding a knife to mine's throat
Send “↯ reverse!” for mine doing it to yours
"What did you do?" ((pretty please??))
My muse is trying to hide an injury. They aren’t coping well.
"Oh - one thing or another. It’s nothing serious - average Friday night, hm?" She’s slumped just slightly to the right, both hands pressed to her side where a cut there is leaking blood, bubbling through a slash in her shirt and staining her ivory skin the colour of rose petals. A black eye is blooming, and her lip is split, but she’s still grinning, high on the adrenaline of a fight ending in her favour - though that won't last long. "You should see the other guy. Do you have a phone?"
girls with curls -- river & kallie
"I’m…" She thought for a moment, her brain running through a million and one words.
Orphan. Lost. Mad. Freak. Bitch. Sweetheart. Child. "No-one. I’m no-one." She settled on, fiddling with the edge of the Doctor’s jacket.
"No-one?" River asked, raising her eyebrows. "Impossible. Nobody is nobody, a man I love told me that. You seem like a very bright, very sweet girl, for starters, perhaps with a bit of a rebellious streak, and at least a little bit childlike to be hanging around a playground on a day off school - not that I'm one to talk," she added, with a smile. "Am I anywhere near the mark? And you have an excellent fashion sense. That jacket..."
She trailed off, eyeing it suspiciously. Well - that was familiar. "A friend of mine had one like that, once."