Do me a favor?
Reblog this if you either interact with OCs, or you at least give them a role-playing chance instead of just turning them away completely.
Today’s daily Misha crisis is brought to you by:
The stormy blue color of Misha’s eyes!
American school was a bit different than John had imagined it. Maybe it was Hollywood’s fault, but he’d imagined more, well…. Hollywood.
He’d imagined the musclebound frat boys prowling across campus in numbered jerseys, hot on the trail of a flock of cookie-cutter blond biddies in too-high-heels. He’d imagined ragers so raucous they shook the foundation of the dorms. He’d imagined there would be more Frisbee games and guitar playing on the center quad. He’d expected fights and parties and scandal and had prepared himself for the onslaught of American culture that was to be his study abroad experience.
He had not expected to be bored.
The people here were, perhaps not-so-strangely, just like people back in London. The blokes crossing the quad were ordinary, the amount of scandal was minimal, and hardly anyone was blonde. It was all a bit dull, really. Then the disappearances started.
John first heard about it from his lab partner, next it was all over social media. A student had gone missing: a sweet looking girl named Sadie, and star of the dance team. She’d said she was going to study in the library but never returned. This was several days ago.
After talking to a few friends, John learned that she wasn’t the first disappearance either- a few weeks before, Jose, a band kid had dropped off the face of the earth, and then there was Laura before him, and Richie before her. It seemed that every few months a student either left suddenly or transferred and lost all contact. John was just pondering the suspicious nature of this when he found Sadie. Well, he found some of her anyway.
“JESUS” He cried, backing away from the viscera and blood that painted the empty classroom. He saw a movement out of the corner of his eye.
NO, not empty, definitely not empty!
"HEY! YOU THERE!" He shouted.
I’m scared to come out as bi to my family in case they say it’s fake or I’m just confused so id love to have some people who agree with me so I can prove it
Wait, who the hell doesn’t think bisexuality is real?
You’d be surprised.
'You're just confused'
'You're just greedy'
'Can't make up your mind?'
'You're really gay you just won't admit it'
…. Sexuality is a spectrum people. Deal with it
caringwillsavethem and I have a date set to see each other :o
I can’t waaait. In the mean time keep an eye out for your mail I’m sending you a thing soon.
kelseyamadeus said: 13, 15,17, 28, 86
Oh dear, that changes a lot. Today?…. eh, I’d say a deep wine red.
"Don’t ever mistake my silence for ignorance, my calmness for acceptance, or my kindness for weakness" -unknown
a fresh pastry I worked hard on. The effort tastes better than any ingredient
86:What is my current desktop picture?
The same one it has been for over a year haha