[[I really need to bring this blog back to life..]]

"Ow! What the hell was that for?"

PSA

Alright, I know I've been MIA for awhile these past two months. Basically, a bunch of stuff piled on top of each other, and roleplaying fell under the bed and was forgotten about as I worked though stuff. (Not necessarily bad stuff, there was just a lot of stuff)

So I've been slowly immersing myself back into the rp world, first with my Artemis account and now I'm reviving this account, if you'll still have me.

This means I'm open for plots, and if you want to continue any of our past threads and/or plot new ones, just like or reply to this and I'll get on it! Again, sorry for disappearing.

I know you are hurting. Believe me, I know how it feels to get your emotional teeth kicked down your throat so far that it makes you choke on the last shred of your dignity. That sick feeling in your gut that tells you, you can´t take it anymore. That life sucks hard and it won´t ever get better. That you´re walking on the tightrope, trying to hang on with your toes ´cause you ain´t got no safety net, and you´re barely one sneeze away from being a stain on the floor. But you´re not alone. You´re not. You´ve got a lot of people who care about you. People who love you and who would be devastated if something ever happened to you.

Sherrilyn Kenyon, Infamous (Chronicles of Nick #3)

"You sure?"

"It’s really not."

"... I have Ash."

❝ This wasn't the plan. ❞

"Plan got scrapped three seconds ago, now run!"

"But it was me!" Nick protested. "I am... some part of me, at least, is the Ambrose Malachai. And in your timeline, I still destroyed the world. That was me."

"No." She said quickly, quickly moving her eyes to him. "Nick, it wasn’t you." She reached out to take his hand in hers. "It was the Ambrose Malachai."

"Fine. See if I ever throw a deal like that down..."

❝ This wasn't the plan. ❞

"Plan got scrapped three seconds ago, now run!"

Nick sputtered. “Psycho-ass? You’re bringing Psycho-ass back?” "That’s Mister Psycho-ass to you, punk," Zarek said as he materialized behind Nick and put a hostile hand on his neck. He squeezed it hard enough to wring a groan out of Nick. "Now who’s babysitting who?

Dream Warrior, Sherrilyn Kenyon (via malenchka)

[[I JUST REALIZED THAT I WORK 6-10 ON HALLOWEEN NIGHT. I MIGHT CRY.]]

"Fine. Simi and Ash. One time offer."

❝ This wasn't the plan. ❞

"Plan got scrapped three seconds ago, now run!"

IF WE'RE MUTUALS, SEND ME A URL AND I'LL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING

Reason why you follow them 

Your favourite thread of theirs 

A roleplayer you enjoy their interactions with 

A thing you like about their character 

Do you interact? Why/why not?

RATE

Writing  uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE  Character uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE Theme  uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE  Mun  uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE 

We should…  Talk OOC / Plot / Roleplay / Became bffs.  Plots I’d be interested in doing: __________________________                                                                          

"Hell no. You get a crazed Dark Hunter and Cherise Gautier? I'll trade if you want, Simi for my mom."

❝ This wasn't the plan. ❞

"Plan got scrapped three seconds ago, now run!"

You can blame it all on fate and the universe, but in the end YOU alone decide if you’re going to stand strong in defiance of it all with your middle finger raised.

Caleb Malphas, Inferno by Sherrilyn Kenyon

If you’re not reading Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Chronicles of Nick series, change that, and thank me later.

(via diehard-fangirl)

"Yeah. 'Course."

Cassie grinned, “Boy you are singing my language. Feed me all the good stuff yeah?”

"No no no. Zarek and my mom versus Ash and Simi is a perfectly fair fight."

❝ This wasn't the plan. ❞

"Plan got scrapped three seconds ago, now run!"