Have you touched da booty?
desperately wanting to rp when you dont know all the lore yet
- desperately wanting to RP but you haven’t figured all of your character out yet
- desperately wanting to RP but you have no one to do it with.
- desperately wanting to RP but your character breaks original lore.
I LOVE THESE PLEASE.
Seriously guys.I will NEVER give you shit for taking time on a reply. Dont hand me your work with an apology. Be excited with me to continue our story! You are sharing a part of your mind with me and frankly- I will just be happy that you are writing with me!
I want to rp with you, but I don’t think you want to rp with me: a book by me
((-goes to start drafts- ….OOOoohhhh I wanna make a new icon O3O
(Cursing meme) As Asha's temper raged along with the words coming out of her mouth, Mohinder stared in wonder. She was so passionate. The way her chest heaved... the way she mixed in words from their native tongue... A lick of his lips and a deep swallow helped to clear his dry mouth before he leaned in to attack her lips with his own, quieting her curses as arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close in apology.
She’d had it. Everything else had gone utterly, horribly wrong since she’d stepped out that door this morning and finding him munching on that pint of ice cream— the thought of which was the only thing keeping her from totally losing it— she finally snapped.
Before she could stop to think, the curses flew from her lips and, for just a moment, she considered pelting him with a decorative pillow.
And then suddenly he was…kissing her?!
“What the HELL?!” She shouted, only to be silenced by yet another kiss. “Dont you dare think you’re—” Kiss. “—Getting away with—” Kiss. Once more she pulled away, and fixed him with a glare.
"Gods damn it." She growled, pushing him against the wall. Seconds later he’d find his lips crushed against her own.
It looked as if he’d won— for now, anyway. She’d still be making him buy her another pint later.