sixdegrees-of-heavenbacon:

I’d like to find out how many people roleplay their actual gender or the opposite. I’m just weird, I guess. (I, for one, have always preferred playing guys instead of girls, so there’s me.)

REBLOG IF YOU ARE A GIRL PLAYING A BOY.

Click HERE if you are a boy playing a girl.

Click HERE if you are a girl playing a girl.

Click HERE if you are a boy playing a boy.

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Anyone else want a Drabble? I almost finished one. I have a second in my inbox (ill tag who it is so you know I got it). I don’t mind. I can’t sleep.

((THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE PRIVATE oh well~~))

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GUYS EVEN IF YOU’RE A RANDOM FOLLOWER ILL WRITE YOU AN AU DRABBLE I don’t mind at all

I get a lot of really random Drabble ideas just reading people’s blogs. Even if we’ve never spoken id write you something because I just I LOVE PEOPLE AND ALL MY FOLLOWERS

andralissathomas:

1. Punk!AU
2. ‘The Bed Song’!AU
3. High School!AU
4. Superhero!AU
5. Childhood!AU
6. Genderswap!AU
7. Magic!AU
8. Vampire!AU
9. Werewolf!AU
10. Zombie!AU
11. Barista!AU
12. Hooker!AU
13. Regency!AU
14. Prison!AU
15. College!AU
16. Slavery!AU
17. Pretend Couple!AU
18. Incest!AU
19. Canadian Shack!AU
20. Dub-con!AU
21. M-Preg!AU
22. Secret Siblings!AU
23. Band!AU
24. Mundane/Domestic!AU

(Source: feastinganddancing)

extremesquirrel:

They cancelled the wedding at the last minute. Wonderful. Apparently, the groom ran away with the father in law. And now, Vick sat on the park, her truck parked down the street, while she ate a slice of the two hundred servings wedding cake that had been ordered. The thin slice of chocolate cake rested on a paper napkin that she was holding carefully over the palm of her hand. She pinched it with a plastic fork.

That was a lot of money. And she thanked the beautiful bride for having the idea of paying in advance. Otherwise, it would have been a terrible waste. Not like she was able to eat the whole thing, it was still going to be thrown away, most of it. Even if she gave some to her husband and her daughters and her assistant, it was still a huge cake. 

She sighed as she finished the portion and wrinkled the napkin before shoving it inside her pocket. Looking around, she saw the man that had occupied the last free table. She stood up and tried to wipe with her hand the grass stuck on the fabric of her trousers. Then she rubbed her hands together, to get dirt off them. She looked at him again as she straightened her clothes. 

Roy had been continuously glancing up from his notepad for a new subject to draw, his eyes eventually finding those that rested on him. They connected for a moment. He blinked. Her eyes flicked to the table for just a moment, her face thoughtful as thin hands slipped into her pocket.

“Did I steal your seat?” His quiet voice, accented lightly of the dialect of Glasgow, questioned the woman several paces away. Slender fingers gestured to the seat across the table, welcoming, pale eyes briefly glimpsing her over. 

(Source: thenamelesslockartist)