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please reblog this if it is all right with you or you’re okay to play with a trans character. Most roleplayers here often ignore people with trans muses, so if you’re one of the people who doesn’t mind roleplaying with one, reblog this. c: I often have a hard time with people and I will follow you if it’s okay with you.

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OTP with age difference (◡‿◡✿) 

OTP with size difference (◕‿◕✿)

OTP with size AND age difference (⊙‿⊙✿)

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nippled:

the more black u wear the more powerful you look

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i ship the thing but i fully acknowledge that the thing is an unhealthy train wreck

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Reblog if you don't judge blogs for how much they RP smut/relationships, whether it's never or all of the time.

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      "You don't have to explain anything to me, Gabriel. I understand...and I know how it was. I never liked Constance anyway, and Tate, well...we know what he did." She offers him a sweet smile, if only he knew what she had done, and she wasn't eight years old when she did it either.

      "Yes...that was me." She would always make sure to wait until everyone was in bed, and she'd wait all day long for it to be night again...just so she could sing, have the house to herself for just an hour or two.

      Connie will sing for anyone as long as they ask nicely, so a large grin spreads across her lips at his question. "Of course I will..." She nods quickly. "Would you like me to sing something in particular...or...just Mr. Sandman?"

       “Jealous…” He repeats. “Yes a jealous little shit who was this close to killing his infant brother while he slept.” He muttered. “My mother did not love me.” He tells her. “She will tell you that she loved all her children, but that is a damn lie, she only ever truly love Tate.” He sighs. 

       "He was perfect, I was born with a breathing issues, Addy had down syndrome and Beau was deformed." He tells her. "But Tate was the healthiest baby there ever was, born without a single imperfection." The ghost looks up at the girl. 

        “Singing?” He mutters. “Did you used to sing at night while everyone slept, I heard singing but I assumed it was from the television.” He says softly. “Sing for me?” He asks.

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Send me ships. I can only respond with GIFS

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Cheating Sentence Starters

"I'm sick of being your little secret!"

"I can't do this anymore."

"You were supposed to be out tonight.."

"The way he/she looks at you.. I can't believe you're wiling to ruin that."

"I'm done being your booty call."

"It feels wrong, doing this with you."

"I didn't mean for you to find out this way."

"Don't tell me you're actually starting to grow a conscience?"

"He/She's going to be out all night. Come over?"

"Shit! He/She's here! Hide!"

"That's all I am to you? Your side whore?"

"I hate seeing you two be all coupley in public when I'M the one you're fucking."

"Don't you feel guilty at all?"

"But you have a girlfriend/boyfriend/wife/husband..."

"I want to leave him/her. I want to be with you. I just can't yet."

"You're my best friend's boyfriend/girlfriend--I can't do this to him/her."

"I told him/her I was going on a business trip."

"Do you have any idea how awkward it is to have him/her confide in me about how he/she thinks you're cheating--when I'M the one you're cheating with."

"You're the only person I'm with, why would I lie to you?"

"Alright, where is he/she?! Where are they hiding?!"

"We can't keep doing this.."

"Are you screwing him/her?"

"I don't know what to think, I just know what I saw!"

"Be honest with me. Are you cheating on me with him/her?"

"I can't believe you'd do something like this! Was I not good enough?!"

"He/She can't do it like I do. That's why you keep coming back."

"...Who is he/she?"

"I can't be responsible for ruining a relationship."

"Don't pretend I acted alone on this, it takes two to tango."

"He/She found out."

"Meet me in the locker room during free period? He/She had a test."

"Meet me at the hotel tonight?"

"I can't handle them anymore! They're practically driving me to cheat!"

"How do you sleep at night?"

"W-What's going on here?"

"It's not what you think!"

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Your muse just walked in on mine holding a newborn baby. How does yours react?

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touch me, yeah; i want you to touch me there. make me feel like i am  breathing, feel like i am human.

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foreffy​ replied to your post:( mun complaining under the cut ) [[MOR] i’m...

me all the time

oh and did i mention my back hurts

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( mun complaining under the cut )

i'm hungry & and my wrist hurts from typing & i need to go to bed but sleep is for the weak so

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   Connie watches as he lights his cigarette before pulling one out of the small box for herself. She lights it in silence as he speaks, small amounts of smoke leaving her nose.

   Faces are made at his words, but she never says anything until he is finished. It's nice though, him getting everything out all at once. That way, they could get through it quickly, and hey, she didn't even have to ask him any questions. She assumes he already knew what she was thinking just by the look she had been giving him when he first walked in.

   Connie decides it's best to begin with the first thing he said, she had been listening very carefully, so she could remember it all.

   "Oh, I know." She smiles softly and takes another drag from her cigarette. "You should remember that I've got two eyes and I've got two ears, I know when someone is doing something, and I know when they do it often, but no, I'm not lonely, and I never am."

   She pauses to look down at her feet, which are slowly swinging, they occasionally hit the counter, but not too hard. "You were eight and you were jealous, it's understandable. I never came to you because...well, I wasn't interested. Don't take it personally though, because I'm not interested in conversing with a lot of the ghosts around here."

   There's another pause, only it lasts longer than the first. She doesn't know how to answer his next question, so it takes her a few seconds to come up with something.

   "Well, nothing really. Other than sitting down here and singing to myself..."

        The oldest Langdon son looked up when the girl spoke. “Thanks.” He tells her as he reaches out for the cigarette. He’ll take it and pull out his lighter. The ghost will take a long drag and let the smoke sit in his lungs. 

               "Why now?" He’ll ask. "You’ve been longer than most of us. Why talk to me now?" He looks up at the girl. "Most of the ghosts here don’t talk to me, on occasions when I’m feeling lonely I seek out the maid, she’s always one for a males attention." He bite his lip. "You aren’t lonely are you? Heard I can make a girl limp for days?" He will smirk. 

        “Sorry…” He’ll sigh. “I’m just not used to people making conversation with me, most of the dead here know was I did to get myself killed. I was a jealous eight year old for fucks sake. I should have kept my mouth shut, I was almost out of this hell hole, then at eighteen I had to tell my mother the truth.” The ghost sighs once more. 

         "So, what’s up?" He asks.