WHAT WHEN DID I GET 57 FOLLOWERS ON HERE
WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE
wait what
how did i get on this blog
WHAT WHEN DID I GET 57 FOLLOWERS ON HERE
WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE
wicked memes
- "No one mourns the wicked."
- "Isn’t it nice to know that good will conquer evil?"
- "Did that really just happen?"
- "What is this feeling?"
- "I will be loathing you my whole life long."
- "These things are sent to try us."
- "The things one hears these days."
- "I don’t cause commotions, I am one."
- “It’s good to see me, isn’t it? No need to respond! That was rhetorical.”
- “My personal opinion is that you do not have what it takes. I hope you prove me wrong… I doubt you will.”
- “Smile, wave… and shut up.”
- "I know you don’t want to hear this, but someone has got to say it! You are out of control!"
- "Now that we’re friends, I’ve decided to make you my new project."
- "Oh, look, it’s tomorrow!"
- "Have you ever considered how you’d fare in captivity?"
- “Alright, just don’t move… and don’t get mad at me!”
- "The truth isn’t a thing of fact, or reason. It’s simply what everyone agrees on."
- "The best way to bring people together is to give them a really good enemy."
- "Everyone deserves the chance to fly!"
- "You’re the only friend I’ve ever had."
- "Who isn’t less fortunate than I?"
- "You’re… beautiful!"
- “You’re having delusions of grandeur.”
- “All of my life I’ve depended on you, how do you think that feels?”
- “You and I are nothing alike and I will fight you until the day I die!”
- “ I know I’m who I am today, because I knew you.”
- “But if you let me I’d like to try to help.”
send me "§" and my character will react to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them;;
Regarding Hiatus
Idk I kinda lied. I missed this blog too much.
Most of the threads I had open with people are in my drafts, but it might take me a while.
So does anyone wanna start something new?
"Ya didn’t spike my tea, did’ya?"
"What? Spike a lady’s tea? That’s quite rude, isn’t it?"
"T'be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if y'did."
So I'm putting this blog on hiatus.
I never have the muse to finish all my replies, and one of my favorite blogs to interact with one here was deleted. So I need some time.
I might be back, I might not.
Send me "I miss you" to know what my muse will say after 1 year, 5 years, then to 10 years after your muse's death.
My character is up for "auction" in one of those charity fundraisers.
SAD RP STARTERS
“Can I touch you?” (for marvelverse)
Spock looked at Jamie and gave a nod, reaching out and laying his hand on the table, close to Jamie’s.
"Do you want me to shield you?"
Silently, he shakes his head, placing his hand over Spock's. He keeps the touch light and closes his eyes, but he doesn't pull away.
More NSFW starters! Send me a number between 1-25 to see what my muse says to yours.
25; “Where did those scratches on your back come from?”
He doesn’t react to the barely-there touch to his markings, eyes locked on the ground. The kiss, though, gets him to tense up as it sends shivers up and down his spine. “…Are you sure you want to know?”
"I want to know." He soothed, standing up and pressing his chest against Jamie’s back, shielding the scars from his view. Very gently, he placed his hand on his hip and rested his chin on his shoulder, eyes closed.
"My father. They're from my father." His voice shakes, but less than he expected it to. He leans back against his boyfriend's chest, also closing his eyes and sighing quietly.
1*giggles*
[text: Pointy] thats bigger than i thought -jm
He smiles a little wider and nods, lifting his hands to place them over Spock’s. “Yeah.”
"Good." He kissed his lips gently again and then pulled back, turning the ignition back on and starting the car up.
"Ice cream?"
"Yeah." He nods quietly and settles back into his seat again.
"I'm your future husband."
Our muses are supposed to be married in an arranged marriage in two weeks. Send me “I’m your future husband/wife.” For my muses reaction to their first meeting.
Spock appraised the form in front of him, picking at the hem of his own suit for a moment as he looked him up and down, not sure how to feel. He was handsome enough, almost strikingly so, but he was not on board with the idea of arranged marriage - in fact it rather made him want to heave.
"And I am yours." He replied in kind, slowly extending a hand. "Spock."
Jamie just seems to be more interested with every word. Honestly, he wants to know every single thing this man can tell him about his species.
"You’re interesting. Please, just keep talking.”
"I… There is little to tell that is not already public record; though my species are secretive." He looked at the man and he let out a soft huff of breath, fingers trailing through the water.
"There is violence in my nature." He said quietly. "I have it controlled but it is there."
"I was raised in violence, it's nothing I can't handle. And I'm marrying you, I should know everything I can about your people, right?" He turns his eyes to the water now, watching the fish move just under the surface.