This is the last post I'm making here, I've started over and if you click the page you'll see a link to the new one. It's been fun but I needed to start over so anyone who was interested in plotting and such here, simply go to the new spot, it's more organized, less cluttered and much more revamped. Anyways, have a good day!

Gives a cookie.

♀ -   "oOOOOOOh, thank you!" 

"I should never have given you that pen, I had no idea you'd use it for that!" Artemis sighed....

♀ - "Hee hee hee." She had other plans in mind and using that pen when he wasn’t around would be her number one priority. Anything to get her mother off the blonde’s case  so that she may continue to live the lavish life full of arcade trips, boy band concerts and tea shop dates with the girls.

"C’mon, it’s not like it hurts ALL the time, and I’m able to barely pass the classes! It keeps me from being grounded and gives you what you need as well! Do you know how hard it is to sneak out when trouble is brewing at night!"

While this much was true, Artemis knew for a fact that helping the fellow soldiers wasn’t her highest priority.

Did you know? (#40)

In the manga, Minako has a very distinct transformation pen that is completely different from Mercury’s, Mars’s, or Jupiter’s. It is a carryover from her old days as Sailor V. In addition, it had magical powers when used for writing; Minako occasionally used the pen to get perfect scores on tests, something Artemis heavily disapproved of.

Venus: “The leader of the Guardian Senshi: Sailor Venus!” Uranus: “The leader of the Outer Solar System Senshi: Sailor Uranus!” Source

Happy V-Day!

守護神【対】 by 花雨 on pixiv

You don’t understand. If we RP together, I want you to wake me up at 5am with ideas. I want to lose sleep over the fact that they’ve broken up, I want the manips, I want the chatzys, I want the broken heart and the tears. I want all of that. Its part of the experience of falling in love with RP, and its why I started the whole thing in the first place.

wrιтe wιтн мe || an invitation to rp with me

I want to write stories. I want to write stories that will break people’s hearts and shatter their worlds Stories that will help them heal and slave their wounds Stories that will build up castles and shape galaxies with nothing but ink and paper I want to write stories that will change lives, laws, and minds—— So what do you say? Write a story with me? 

"Are you daydreaming about boys again?" Artemis sighed, wondering what he was going to do with her....

♀ - "Listen here you, I have been trapped in the  mother dragon’s den for MONTHS now, slaving away and studying harder than ever to be free’d from the shackles keeping me away from my beloved and adoring fans!"

"Besides, I missed all the chances to stalk all the great cuties popping up aroudn town too, and all the concerts and all the games, dammit! Lemme have this one I EARNED it!"

I had a crush on you because you're so pretty and cute

SMOOCHES. |:

♀ -  He’d stolen more kisses than her little heart could take and yet here the blonde is, flustered and left speechless thanks to what she assumed was a Mau citizen who’d found himself on Earth. Either or, Minako couldn’t help but still herself for a moment before pushing the playboy aside gently, a red flush still present on her cheeks.

"Ehehe..We really outta go get dinner first before jumping into anything more involved." And then the stupidest thought entered her mind, causing the inexperienced girl to blurt of the most interesting response.

"Are you french? Because you’re blonde and sure like kissing a lot! And I can totally hear you going HON HON HON in my head."

♡

out of beauty:NO SHIT SHERLOCK. I love you Asses, I missed all the stupid things we did on here ; - ;  ♥ 

guYS YOU CAN CHANGE THE HATS

"My name's Minako, Minako Aino! But you can call me babe!~" The blonde was quite straight forward, that was of course due to a lack of really knowing how to handle situations like that. Just winging it was her forte.

Still, she smiled, beaming brightly before taking notice of the rather naked infant parading about for her attention. "I'm assuming this is your little brother, shouldn't he have some clothes on?"

"T-thanks.." Well, that was straight forward. In all honesty, Yusuke didn’t really know how to handle woman that were more direct than he was. In a way, it threw the delinquent off of his game. Rubbing the back of his neck, a light shade of red formed on the delinquent’s cheeks. "Since it’s me, I at least know you’re tellin’ the truth. I’m Urameshi Yusuke. Just call me Yusuke if ya’ want. Or stud. I’m gettin’ used to that already. What about yours? You seem familiar."

That’s when Beel decided to dance for her attention.