#ratdrag

[pridedrag-blog]

❛ i could stay right here or disappear . ❜

Michael in the Bathroom || Accepting

     “ You better not be thinking about leaving me behind you poor bastard, this party is only bearable because you’re around.  And that’s saying something really. “ 

[justbeliieves]

----- @ratdrag     /     CALL  .   ♫

     ❝        And I hear you calling in the dead of night       ❞

[mediacide-blog]

                                  ❝      oh  gosh  !    are  you  alright  ?      ❞    she  holds  out  a  hand  to  the  other  ,    bending  her  knees  slightly  to  make  it  easier  to  reach  .    ❝      that  looked  like  a  pretty  bad  fall  .      ❞     // @ratdrag liked for a starter.

[heartscng]

@ratdrag liked for a starter.

      ‘ any other time of day, i would say yes to you chugging an entire bottle of soy sauce and chasing it with fireball, but you have work in an hour and i don’t think i want to attend a funeral tonight. ’ 

[goldtastiic-blog]

ratdrag : I’d kill for him

you and me both

[glorybent]

ratdrag replied to your post:           what  can  i  say ?   i’m  charming , ...

You’re so irresponsible it makes me look reliable.

          uhm ???   rude ????

[hatsuneco-archived]

HATSUNE MIKU MY TWIN SISTER IS SUCH A BIG fAN CAN I GET YOUR AUTOGRAPH

     [♫] “ AH! An important request! Miku thinks... she can handle that! “ ...But there’s an absence of paper, so instead, she grabs for his arm, scribbling onto his hand a crude signature and doodle beside it a tiny rat chewing on the “U” of “mikumiku”. “ This should suffice, strange little boy!! ”

[necrobrat]

        THE STAR CHEERLEADER SMOKES, AND RESTS HER HEAD IN THE LAP OF THE LOCAL CAMERA CREEP. she exhales wisps of smoke into the night sky above them before holding the cigarette out to him   ---   they only have one between them, staining it with lipstick, breathing out smoke unto each other like secrets they share. the silence between them is comforting, despite the stiffness of a shared melancholy. her eyes are red, cheeks stained, make up smeared, but at least she’s home. 

        he passes the cigarette back to her, and she refuses it, instead choosing to turn and shove her face into his stomach, burying herself in the warmth he emits. silence, loving, heavy silence before   ---   

                ❝   we’re gonna get out of this shithole town one day, kenny.   ❞

        and he doesn’t say anything back. he doesn’t need to. instead, his fingers find her hair, and in the bitter cold, they share an impossible dream.

[pridedrag-blog]

❛ i half regret the beers . ❜

Michael in the Bathroom || Accepting

      “ You shouldn’t, it’s probably the cleanest thing you’ve drank in a while. “

[mysteriespel-blog]

ratdrag replied to your post: Do not guilt trip me. Do not GUILT TRIP any rp...

KILL EM

I can show you the fucking chat if you want. Ik this is something out of my own character but fuck this shit is getting exhausting.

[tuppervvare]

iS IT CHEATING TO SAY YOU'RE ALL OVER ATTRACTIVE because you are, your eyes sparkle when you laugh at my dumb jokes & your hands have such nice curves to them when you're writing, your shoulders always look like they're carrying something and I want to make it lighter for you. You're so attractive to me token it kind of takes my breath away sometimes & I think I would be okay dying like that.

Beauty Is in the eyes of the Beholder I suppose. || Accepting

      Token’s cheeks lit up instantly, eyes dropping to look at his hands front to back as if he was expecting to see something about them he never noticed before. Same old hands, but they felt heavier now, like holding onto the words the other said.     Parts of him explained that he never knew people noticed, truths he wished remained hidden and yet he was lighter for hearing they weren’t a shroud of mystery anymore. Still he couldn’t help but feel a bit of regret that they did noticed, the burden he walked tall with every day.   Hardly a burden at all compared to other problems of the world today, but they were his.

    “ Take a deep breath now then. “  Callused fingers reached out and gripped at the familiar orange cloth the blond was known for wearing regularly.   “ Or I’ll just have to give you CPR, cause you won’t be dying on my watch. Not after saying all that. “

[glorybent]

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     (   TXT   ⟶   KENNY   )     kenny .     (   TXT   ⟶   KENNY   )     how  are  you  feeling  today ?     (   TXT   ⟶   KENNY   )     i  was  thinking  of  going  to  this  great  little  place  with  some  nice  desserts .     (   TXT   ⟶   KENNY   )     do  you  want  to  come  with ?   my  treat .

❪          @ratdrag       ┊       meme       ┊       accepting          ❫

[incvitably-blog]

WHAT DO YOU WISH FOR ? ratdrag.

    “ if you’ve come here, then it was by fate. “

Before her, there is a child, and just like her Watanuki, he is special. The smell of death follows him, and with the many blessings and curses that follow after people, she can see his curse like a tattoo across his skin. It’s fairly powerful; the price would be something he could not pay her, far beyond what people would be capable of giving.

It softens her some, allowing herself to bend to his level, and look him in the eye.

    “ what do you wish for ? “

[ofstriders-blog]

⚙ ▓ ‘ => CANON 1 LINER STARTER ’ || @ratdrag

⚙            ❝ I’m gonna do some sort of acrobatic fucking PIROUETTE off the                      handle and win like a medal or some shit. ❞