(— Krys’ cheeks flushed, matching the colour of her brightly dyed hair, as she felt the lips of the man, pressed to the back of her palm. She chuckled, softly, as her eyes met his, head tilting lightly to the side) Milady? Oh, no, I’m Krys. (— She chuckled softly) It’s a…Uhm, pleasure to meet you, sir.
[ ———— Charles' ears could very easily trace the origin of the subtle accent in her speech, evidently it hinted at the well-known British accent.. which didn't differ immensely from his own. Parting his plump lips, was a soft chortle. ] Oh goodness me, is my face marring with wrinkles? [ ———— Jesting in a playful manner, his head lolls to one side, a sweet smile plastered upon his lips. ] No need to make use of honorifics with me, Krys. My name is Charles, and it's a pleasure to meet you too.
sxndaraprk & prkvb are the same person, and Dara is my wife. I have been with her for almost 8 months {ic relationship} but throughout our roleplaying, we have gotten to know each other ooc, where we live, our ages, birthdays, things we like, things we don’t like to a point where we’re just really close and best friends now telling each other everything ooc. We have our OOC sessions when we talk and what not.
Anyways… She was told she has a type of Skin Cancer called Melanoma. And She won’t be as active as much anymore finding out this news. It hurts me so bad because She’s so close to me, even though I haven’t met her, I felt like I already did.
She’s only 20 years old, same age as my typist and she deserves to live and survive this horrible thing. Her OOC life at home isn’t too well and this disease isn’t helping at all. She’s a sweet girl who has been through so much and she’s a strong fighter throughout everything. I AM GONNA TRY MY BEST TO GIVE HER THE BEST MEMORIES and support her, Call her ooc, talk to her on the phone, text her and see how she’s doing and everything. Even though I’m 1,000 miles, it doesn’t matter, I’m gonna do my best.
Im going to pray for her and I hope all of you can do as well. Please put her in your prayers please. She’s my wife ic, and my best friend ooc please please please.
Hello, lovely people who are active! Will you talk to me or shall I sell my soul to the devil to earn friends?
[ —— Craving for a companion, Char's brisk walk landed him before the unfamiliar lady. And typically, with his gentleman-like qualities, her palm is delicately grasped within his own, larger hand. To the back of her hand, pressed are his lips in a light kiss and soon, her hand is released, a smile playing on his lips. ] Not at all, milady.
high school au? where muse a and muse b are enemies but they fuck inside the janitor’s closet every fucking time? although when they’re with other people, they bite each other’s head?
Early last year, I met someone with the URL banggukssi. We ended up in a relationship that was short lived since we were both busy. We promised to meet each other again one day, and honestly, I still think about him a lot. So, if he’s still around somewhere, I’d really like to talk to him again. All that I ask of you is to reblog this, spread the word, and maybe help me get in contact with him again. I’d be so, so grateful to everyone if I found him again.
