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honestly it’s so funny to me seeing the difference between rose & dave’s sibling culture and john & jade’s

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❛ Hello,  Dave.  You  don’t  suppose  you  have  seen  my  favorite  pen,  I  thought  I  left  it  in  my  room  but... ❜  she  paused  when  her  eyes  focused  in  on  the  pen  in  his  hand.  more  specifically,  her  pen.  there  was  a  look  that  crossed  her  face  for  a  brief  moment  that  read  “Are  you  shitting  me?”

❛ Normally  I  would  be  upset  that  you’re  using  it,  but  how  in  the  world  did  you  abscond  it  from  my  room  without  my  noticing? ❜  / @strifings

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no offense but like.... the lalonde reunion??? iconique

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bug is no longer on my computer, so that means i can write, however. since i can now write. and even thought it’s nearly 2am, like for a starter and maybe i’ll get to it tonight.

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honestly, while rose was greatly intrigued by lovecraft’s creations she criticized him greatly because of both his racism and his lazy writing. when she was younger one of her things was. “i could write better stories than him.” and then she did.

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Rose: Lovecraft--- sb: fuck she’s gonna talk about cosmic horror again Rose: was a piece of shit. In this essay I will

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i  will  hold  on  hope  and  i  won't  let  you  choke  on  the  noose  around  your  neck.  and  i'll  find  strength  in  pain  and  i  will  change  my  ways  —  i'll  know  my  name  as  it's  called  again.  ‘cause  i  have  other  things  to  fill  my  time,  you  take  what  is  yours  and  i'll  take  mine.  now  let  me  at  the  truth,  which  will  refresh  MY  BROKEN  MIND.

non rp blogs don’t touch 7 years of xp ind. priv. sel.

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art cred. / personals don’t touch.

Most  of  my  sweet  memories  were  buried  in  the  sand.  The  fire  and  the  pain  will  now  be  coming  to  an  end.  How  did  you  get  to  save  me  from  this  desolate  wasteland?  In  your  eyes  I  see  the  dawn  of  BRIGHTER  DAYS  AGAIN.

ind. priv. sel. est. 07.25.18 gifted by prometheus

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catch me logging in for five seconds just to reblog self promos bc i’m Like That.

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kanaya: Hi rose: 

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Kanaya / *graveauxiliatrix

“Well If Gordon Ramsey Doesnt Have Anything On That Bitch Then We Should Definitely Go As My Primary Objective When Going Out To Eat Is Rubbing It Directly In Gordon Ramseys Face When He Sees On The News That A Local Rainbow Drinker Dined At That Very Restaurant Hell Know That He Has Finally Been Defeated I Think Itll Be A Lovely Time And Frankly I Cant Wait Which For The Record Isnt Sarcastic At All Im Really Looking Forward To Having A Nice Dinner With You”

She  smiled  softly  and  nodded,  as  much  as  she  enjoyed  the  back  and  forth  banter  and  quick  wit,  she  enjoyed  the  little  things  ---  things  like  this  ---  even  more.  ❝ I  am  too,  how  long  has  it  been  since  we’ve  gone  out?  A  few  months  now,  isn’t  it...  No  wonder  I  fell  to  the  clutches  of  writer’s  block,  we’ve  been  stuffed  up  in  here. ❞

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tagged: @swrdknd tagging: no

full name : Rose Caroline Lalonde other names : Rose, tentacleTherapist, Seer (of Light), flighty broad age :  21 gender :  girl sexuality :  lesbian origin :  the product of ectobiology via a universe creating game. she was a meteor baby and was taken in by the adult version of her biological mother and would grow to eventually become the seer of light for their session. a lot of shit happens and now she’s in their new universe and is happily married to k/anaya m/aryam current location : earth c

nationality :  lesbian american ethnicity :  fuck dude haven’t decided spoken languages :  english, very briefly the language of the old gods religion :   does being a god count as ur own religion height :   5′9″ body type :  boney and thin, a bit gaunt eyes :  purple tattoos :  monochrome thorns on her left shoulder that go down to her back piercings :  ear piercings, at one point had a lip piercing scars :  she has quite a few scars over hands and one on her chest. educational background :  she was homeschooled most of her life, finished middle school early and was about to dive into high school before the world ended social media :  twitter, snapchat, she use to have a fanfic but doesn’t touch it anymore, tumblr

smoking :  no drinking :  use to, quit. drugs :  n/a athletics :  to be truthful, she’s not very athletic, having depended on magic and her knowledge through most of their adventure. she is a decently fast sprinter when it’s necessary favorite drink :  “water” favorite food :  anything that’s not microwave food. favorite music :  gothic rock, post punk, obscure bands clothing style :  either her seer clothes or something simplistic.

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Dave / *swrdknd

     +===> cause i aint got one. That would be a good answer, if he was actually brave enough to joke about that. Instead he just rolls his eyes, along with his entire head, and allows a long suffering sigh to slip past his lips. 

“im not expecting some plebian rube such as yourself to understand all the intricate details of irony. its an art form you know? ive studied this shit for years and even ive hardly seen all it has to offer. shits deeper than the marianas trench. keep on digging and all we find is weirder and weirder shit. for having done what feels like so much exploring we still havent even gotten up to 20% vis a vis knowing what the fuck is going on.”

❛ Ah,  I  see,  had  I  known  irony  was  a  major  I  would  have  stepped  off.  Who  am  I  to  argue  with  an  expert  on  the  intricacies  of  irony.  Clearly  I  know  nothing  about  how  advanced  it  truly  as  and  I  am  just  barely  scraping  the  surface  of  it  with  my  catechumen  knowledge.  My  sincerest  apologies,  Dave. ❜

Just  as  he  was  versed  in  his  ways  of  irony,  Rose  was  an  expert  at  sarcasm,  her  voice  completely  monotone  as  she  spoke.  She  took  it  as  a  challenge,  one  she  ought  not  back  down  from  lest  she  taste  the  sting  of  defeat.

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Fake goth.

stop sending these asks. if you don’t stop soon i will turn off anon. anonymous is a Privilege that few can afford, & i guess you guys just aren’t mature en

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