this would be levi when altair comes in crying bc caelum ruined his world in whatever game he's playing (even tho he's the one who taught cae how to play):
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"HATTY!"
As fast as her short legs could carry her, and waving frantically, Perrine ran towards her friend, hugged her tightly.
With a wide grin on her face, the lavender being glanced up at @ravensroleplays.
"We haven't seen in a while! How are you? What have you been doing all this time? Tell me everything!"
Her tentacles slightly flicked in excitement.
(( hello! :D nice to rp with you again!
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I hate this.
I'm tired.
I want to run away.
I don't write much, anymore. I have this neuroses about putting my feelings anywhere anyone can see.
Letting others in only makes me want to find a way out.
Trust is scarce. A limited resource. And every day it feels like the people around me reinforce why I need to keep this fortified wall guarded by rabid pit bulls, secure and in tact.
And these feelings...
Some days, I pray my ass off for him. His happiness. His safety. His success. For him to smile more. For his spirit to feel joy. Feel free. Til my throat is dry. Til I drift to sleep.
Other days, I wish I'd never met him at all.
This shit keeps happening [to me].
It's so funny... so strange... I used to hate him.
It seemed like, whenever he would get involved, in any capacity in my affairs, whether directly or by proxy, I'd come away from things feeling hurt. Humiliated. Embarrassed. Like, something or someone'd been taken from me. His austere Saturnian energy. Blocking. Restricting...
On purpose.
Who wouldn't feel disdain?
But then something happened...
The universe has such a fucked up sense of humor.
It's true what they say... you can't help who you fall for.
I dont know how to feel this normally..
So I do what I know how to... Go out. Play the field. I answer this call. That call. Handsome guys who throw around flashy titles. I let them believe I'm impressed. Let them pick me up. Tell me I'm pretty. Show me chivalry. Let them kiss me. Taste a few other things.
All to temper this sting... this... infection. This thing I'm not sure how to cure. This thing I'm too terrified to call by it's name.
My God... I hated him. At times I think I still may.
But It's true what they say... you can't help who you fall for.
I just never thought It would be with the villain.
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floraaaa how have you been? i have once again started thinking about fyodor playing that giant ass cello and i just know he’s good with his hands-
i've been ok!! life kinda beating my ass but trying to find happiness in little things like fyodor's fingers
YES the calluses on his fingers from years of playing cello def feel so good when he's rubbing your cli- oopsie whoops sorryfdsjkflj
his dexterity and strength is so sexy and he learns your body so well and plays you like the damn cello sigh gasp moan
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LOIS LANE : PRESS ID BADGES
DAILY PLANET ID : the one on the left , this is the most used press badge that enables lois to navigate through metropolis easily . the access includes to the daily planet building and access to her floor . the daily planet logo is prominent throughout . lois' staff number is 1125 and her card access number is 3650994203 . her official job title is senior writer .
CITY OF METROPOLIS PRESS PASS : the one on the right , mostly used out of state . it is essential that this pass is used beyond the boundaries of delaware is lois ever wants a story . her press access number is AF28192 . the district of metropolis sigil is prominent throughout . issued by the city of metropolis . each pass is unique , identifying the individual and their news outlet organisation .
inspiration from : here .
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@technodromes hit the 💜 for a short starter
"Hey tin can, did you get everyth‒"
Turning around, Perrine quickly realized that it wasn't her floating robot she was talking to, but something.. someone else.
"Uh, you're not Dot.."
Obviously..
(( Hallöchen und Grüße aus Deutschland! :D
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what does your heart look like ?
a tangled ball of red strings
who are you without the company of others ? you aren’t sure , but you know that you aren’t fond of whoever it is . you are an actor , a pretty face and a pleasant song . many idolize you , or love you , but you can never be sure of how sincere it is . your heart is buried under the letters they leave you , sealed with a kiss . it can’t be untangled from the red strings they’ve attached to you . you deserve to find something , someone , true and faithful to hold your heart in place . you don’t have to be everything to everyone .
tagged by : @pistoiet 💕
tagging : @shelassos , @shepurrs , @knightwar , @danviers , @fightwing , @fatedtruths
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