lieutenantpanda:

月虎とらくがき - むらさき

@chefraised: help me find a fc for keith plz

i’ll look around and see who i could find! o:

"I suffered. I learnt. I survived.
Now I’ve changed."

PSA- I am horrible at smalltalk

techmaestro:

This means that if I haven’t contacted you lately it’s because I have nothing to say.

This means that if you contact me with a ‘hi, how are you?’ I’ll answer and wait for you to say something, anything, more. 

This means that when I crash in on you, it’ll always seem like I’m on a mission, even if that mission is to tell you what I had for lunch.

I don’t want to feel like I’m wasting your time or mine so I won’t contact you if I don’t have anything I think you’d be interested in to talk about. 

Always feel free to contact me if you feel you have something to say. Even if that is telling me about your fabulous lunch. 

So basically, in summary: At least tell me about lunch, or an anecdote about your day, or your favorite color. Something, anything, and that’ll be enough for me.

Just avoid the dance that goes like this: “Hi.” Hello. “How are you?” Fine, you? “Fine.” 

Because I won’t know what the hell else to say.

my choice in FC is perfect, and no one can convince me otherwise.

lazarcs:

                                                                 I know now what to do.
                                                                   I take all this pain.
                                                               All this BLACKNESS.
                                                              And I put it all in a bullet.

Shoutout to the muns that *faithfully* rp canon characters from an obscure, dead or dying fandom.

rockinrpmemes:

_{You NEVER give up compared to all the fair-weather fandoms that spike at popularity & die out after the thrill. YOU ARE DEDICATED and amazing, friend. Don’t STOP loving your muse. Especially if you make it, stick to it, and know going into your fandom that you’re alone or rare. I don’t care what people protest about this!! This is a VERY lonely and difficult road at times. Especially when you see partners giving into bigger and more popular fandoms and dropping their rare muses because they’d rather be more ‘popular’ and have a massive cast of characters to play against. But, you stay with your rare muse and cross-over like no one’s business. You find awesome OC’s to play with and discover treasures because of it. You get more freedom from verses and can ship whatever the hell you want. YOU ROCK. DON’T GET DISCOURAGED. GIVE YOUR RARE MUSE THEIR VOICE!}

    Stand back everyone, nothin’ here to see !
    Just IMMINENT DANGER, in the middle of it, ME !

    Yes GOLDEN RYAN’S here, hair blowing in the breeze !
    The day needs my SAVING EXPERTISE !

thedarknessiskinder.

“Show you?  Well, I am right now.  I’m here.  I’ve managed to survive.  Had I not learned to lie so…fluently, I’d’ve been killed a long time ago.”  Isra rubs his bruised cheek with the back of a cuffed hand, wincing.  “I’m obviously not a fighter, and I didn’t even swing first.  Do…judges always get involved with this sort of thing?”

Internally, he was cursing himself for even getting caught, for even taking the bait of the gentleman who started the fight.  He had been a little drunk, admittedly, and the man he had been flirting with had decided to go on a rant about how disgusting NEXTs were.  And Isra couldn’t control himself, goading the other until a fist connected with his cheek.  The fight was short, and Isra had left several scratches on the man who swung first.  The clicking of handcuffs alarmed him, and he resigned himself to play along until he could escape.  He hadn’t expected to be sat in front of judge, let alone one so astute…and very handsome.

“I suppose I’ll be blatantly honest.  I was defending myself.  The guy hates people like me.  I would hope a man in your position is more tolerant.  Flexible, even.”

Flirting with a judge while in handcuffs couldn’t be the worst idea he’d ever had.

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          ^{listening to the mans story caused him to inwardly groan, this wasn’t a story that he hadn’t heard time and time again before. the case in itself wasn’t considered uncommon, quite the opposite actually. every so often, a fight would break out merely because someone thought it appropriate to go running their mouths on matters they know very little to nothing about. usually unknowingly in front of what ever person or thing it was they’d be on about. and almost always, one or even both parties involved has had some form of alcohol intake beforehand. quite frankly, the judge had thought the whole situation to be tedious. annoying. an utter waste of time.}

          ^{— but he couldn’t let anyone know he thought such things. after all, a judge was a servant to the public. there to help, to enforce and defend their pathetic idea of JUSTICE.}

          ^{he made a blatant point to ignore that little innuendo, though; perhaps just a touch of a his business smile tugged at the corners of the judges lips as he brushed away a few loose strand of hair.}

               ^{“ well, if anything; i am a REASONABLE man. if what you are telling me is true, then i am sure you will get off on self-defense. ”}

kand-a:

Tiger & Bunny: Barnaby Brooks Jr. vs. Lunatic