this is my first follow forever and i was going to wait until my 1 year anniversary of being a rph but 900 followers feels like a pretty big milestone, too. so without further ado!
i’m gonna bundle you all together as much as i want to write a cute little message for you all just to say how much i appreciate you, i think i’ll probs be here forever! but these are people who never fail to make me laugh/smile, people i can rant with and sin with. i love y’all soooo much!!
i’m only including the people i don’t talk to as much as i should. you guys are amazing and ily and we should talk more because what the fuck ?? (although i blame myself because i’ve got the worst attention span)
i’m 100% i’ve accidentally missed out a bunch of people and for that i’m sorry! but i love seeing all of you guys on my dash i love the content you guys reblog and put out and i hope y’all have a good day/week/year! and don’t be shy to shoot me a message or whatever bc i’d love to be friends!!
I can’t believe i’ve reached over the 600 followers, you
guys make me feel loved, you guys make me happy and even tear up(of
happiness) . I can’t thank you all enough for everything you guys have
done for me. I love you all so much that i can’t describe it. Stay
Amazing ya all and if you ever need someone. Hit me up<3
Here are the 10 most important people to me here on tumblr
@geminihelps: You and i have been able to talk a lot lately
and it just gives me a happy feeling talking to you, no matter what we
talk about. it is always fun and it puts a smile on my face. I love you
no matter what. Friends forever!! Thank you so much for all your support
@joshramsay1x1s The person who gives me so
many feels in our 1x1s you always know how to make me smile, wriitng
with you is so much fun, i can’t get enough of it, i always keep coming
back and reading it over and over. you are a true friend and i love you
You are such a cutie, i am so glad i started following you , it’s fun
talking to you and you make the dash so much happier. You are amazing
and i’ll follow you forever!!
Lily to my Richard!! i am so glad i got to meet you here on tumblr, you
are such an amazing lovely person that brights up my dash (yes im kinda guilty for liking your posts so much :3) everyday you are such a true friend :))
What you guys did for this amazing community is amazing. I love what
you guys have done for me and everyone else. I love you guys so freaking
much. I don’t know what to do without you guys.
are such a lovely person, so glad you started talking to me, now i can
say i’ve got another amazing tumblr friend who knows how to make me
smile, thank you for that.
@violetofrph My amazing
friend, you are such a sweetheart and i don’t know what to do without a
sweetheart like you are stay amazing and i love you my friend.
The cutiepie of my life!! Working with you in an amazing team of manip
maker for the manipnetwork was such an honour, you gave me so much
confident on my manips and i’ve learned so much from you. You make my
day so much brighter!!
@wxnderlandrps The person i
care about the most, i love how we got so close in a small amount of
time you’ve done so much for me and i still appreciate this from you,
you are like the best person ever
you are so super lovely and i love how we can talk about stuff, stay
amazing no matter what and we all will send you the love you deserve.
i know you’re all seeing hella of these around but i thought i’d chuck it here bc why not? this follow forever is both for the new year, christmas + the fact i’ve reached over 600 followers. ALSO i’m going to japan and disappearing for ten days soon so i ought to thank u lot. who would have thought that more than even one person out there would want to follow me bc tbh half the time my tags are a mess as are my posts, so thank you. but here’s to the good stuff :~)
&&. THE NERDS I TALK TO EVERYDAY
@foxeswrites - hey nerd. thanks for converting me to ur dark kpop side + dealing with me 10/10. i don’t need to tell u how much i luv u bc i do that too much already. even tho you’re a lil messy, i’ll love u all the same and continue to be super gay about selena sorry. i hate u for getting me into kpop so hard but it’s only fair bc we were in the 5sos trashcan together and now we are drowning in exo trash. if i didn’t talk to u i know my day would be a lil bit darker bc tbh can’t remember the last day that i didn’t? *shudders* the dark ages, obviously. thanks for our skype bants and the wise words <3 ur future is v bright and worse comes to worse u can come down to RADELAIDE and bunk with me. i’m skyping with u rn and u just said “i’ve never eaten salad more passionately in my life” and i hate u for it so bye. our ships almost make me wanna kms, good hc times but i’m v happy that our friendship has advanced beyond the messes that are colyssa & lolexa tbh ok ilysm. probably ily2much, i’m clingy. #LoveBread #Yehet #Kkaebsong
@milestellerswife - even tho i literally hate you, i think that you’re pretty tolerable 2/10 which is a good percentage if you ask me. our ships mean more to me than life and i almost love them as much as i love you, miss texas. i talk to u far too much tbh and i’m sorry if i’m annoying but it’s ok bc you’re super annoying too ;* #warflashbacks to the times we used to send each other shit to wake up to wow we are officially #couplegoals. tbh i’m super happy that you’re in my life even tho you’re super far away, you give me life and good bants and let me rant to you. you’re super funny and 10/10 the golden child (in my eyes as well).
@rena1x1s - serena bae, when was the last day that i didn’t talk to u? even tho mellie is dead (rip rip rip rip) fOR NOW i love ur sarcasm and ur jokes, you’re honestly too funny for life and ilysm?
@acrps - you get a spot here because you’re not that bad…. I GUESS. THAT BAD. tbh ily and thanks for dealing with me? i’ll make u shitty graphics until i die <3
&&. PUBLIC APOLOGY TO PEOPLE THAT GOT STUCK RP′ING/1X1′ING WITH ME LMAO SORRY
some of you are past 1x1 partners, some of you have been in rps with me, i’m starting to plot with some of you already and some of you i just admire from afar but i do love my pretty, pretty dash. dankya for making it special. feel free to IM me tbh bc you’re all super cool and i’d love to be best friends tbh?
also if you’re seeing this you follow me so a massive thank you to you as well. i hope you’re never afraid to message me and don’t mind my crazy ass tags. xx
yoooooo so i decided to make a follow forever bc i recently hit 1.3k followers (why) and i’m too trash to make anything useful for you all!! i just want to say a lil thank-u for following me and putting up w my shit, srs why is there so many of you. half of you are probs bots, there no way 1.3k people can deal w my daily shit. but kisses to all the real people, yall are the real mvps :’) i send u virtual kisses and hugs from a land down under. bless. anyways, onto the real business you all actually care about. again, tysm!!!
to the babes i adore, either talk to on a daily basis now, have had some sort of relation w in the past, rp partners…… yall are the real mvps i cherish u hardcore and i wanna kiss ur cute faces. love.
also, to my 1.3k follower: olennawrites, thank you bunches, lovebug!!! there is so many chances of me missing someone bc i did this at like 2am, so to everyone on my blogroll tbh. thank you again cuties!!
"Johnny honey, your base is lookin a little dingy." Mama commented, gazing out from under her sun hat- decorated in fancy purple flowers. "Think I might send out some maintenance here for a little improvement- how you doin by the way?"
“Heh, yeah.” He rubbed at the back of his neck, peering out over the dust covered surroundings. “S'what happens when you’re in the middle of the freakin’ desert.” Shrugging, he smiled at her and tucked his hands into his pockets. “I’m doin’, how you doin’? Ain’t see ya since the gala."
The air was thick, congested with the stench of rotting wood and earthen cloisters. Despite himself, his nose wrinkled and his expression briefly took upon a countenance of discomfort. It was a foolish reaction, and he knew this to be so. For a start, he should have been expecting exactly these features within such an element as this. When the mention of ‘underground tunnels’ is made to you, such sensual cues should be immediate and as clear as spring’s daylight. Unfortunately, in recalling the occasion of Connor’s request, it seems he must have been far too occupied in regarding the most impressive network of clean wooden walls laid out upon the table between them to have actually considered what they resembled in reality.
Though the darkness closing in upon him was nigh impenetrable, and the silence of the passageways almost forbidding, there were yet redemptive measures of this place that he could easily take heart with. The lantern he held in his hand cast a warm glow upon his primly clad form, striking its contrast against his decrepid surroundings. The occasional echo of a skittering of paws reminded him that he was not entirely alone here; perhaps both a comfort and a cause for concern…? He was yet unsure.
Though the atmosphere was clammy, a cool draft ruffled the lace of his once-white cravat in the following moment, offering a welcomed supply of invigoration to his senses. It helped to remind him that a way out into the open air yet remained, (several in fact, so he’s been told), and allowed for him to observe in wry amusement that he was very much happy to be down here rather than down south in the punitive humidity of Virginia’s heat.
An entire campaign season gone past in those conditions had been fine and well enough.
Though, far more important than all that, there was the matter that he simply felt as though he were doing more good here. Offering more to the cause of humanity’s liberation from tyranny by wielding the more civic tools of a lantern in one hand and a shovel in the other, rather than those of destruction that he yet carried upon him. For in truth, though his army was to be but of a handful of men and women, his landscape but a broken web of dirtied hovels, and his deeds forever buried deep beneath the annals of history, as dark and unknown as these tunnels were to the city itself… This labyrinthine warren would be his next battlefield.
A smile lit his face brightly, only accentuated as he lifted the lantern up and closer to his face. The path ahead was revealed but for a few paces before him.
Lafayette had been, of course, the first to arrive. And so now all he had to do was wait for Connor’s… for his comrades. In truth, he was excited to meet them…
A dappled sunlight shimmered across the rippling waves of the ocean, refracting reflection across their formless contours as they relentlessly cast their liquid glitter upon wettened walls of wood. The spray was fresh, the scent of the sea stimulating the senses as each round beat as a drum against the face of these docks. Thinking upon it, it was certainly another matter entirely to listen to the melody of the wild waters while one himself was safely on land, merely playing observer to the tune. This was rather to one being forced to play the part in her composition; the life of a bustling deck, a rocking hull and the perpetual turmoil of the Nature’s harshest mistress had never been for him.
Hence, he mused, a particular reason as to why he was glad to be here now. Standing at the utmost end of one of the shorter walkways of Boston’s harbor, brilliant blue coattails fluttering in the gusty winds, looking out across the motley collection of ships that had anchored there in recent days past and very much not upon one himself. Not since all of two days ago, at the very least. For today was the 29th April, of the year 1780; and this was significant to the Marquis for multiple reasons.
The first was that, at last, he had finally arrived back upon American soil after a long year spent in France lobbying the plight of the colonial struggle to the ears of… less invested individuals within the government of Versailles. He had returned both successful in his endeavors and in time for the approaching campaign season, full to the brim with vitality and passion made only impatient and restless in the absence of military action.
The other reasons? Ah, well he mulled upon these as he waited. It was only the first that was important for now, the first that was ‘common knowledge’ to the Bostonians who had welcomed him with their heartening cheers and fanfare just yesterday. The excitement and chatter concerning his recent return to this side of the Atlantic had by now simmered, to the point where he could at last find a spare moment alone out here. A gloved hand flexing its fingers idly against the beautifully crafted hilt of his sword, a trail of burgundy fabric wavering across his right hip, a soft wind agitating the white hairs of his wig…
Waiting for nobody, clearly; and yet somebody, obviously.
There was much to do, and the Marquis could only hope that 'he’ was in the area, had heard of his return (he must have, surely? Boston had certainly made it no secret), and would choose to come find him out here. He could afford to wait but one half hour more, or else surely venture alone…
Edward walked on the beaches of Nassau. With the tide coming close to the shore and back out at sea. Edward headed towards his ship. He had a worried face on and was to concern about the news he just heard. Somewhere close was a convoy with riches and gold. Stuff that makes his mind blow. Edward was always plundering ships to get supplies and because he was just good at it. His ship the Jackdaw made people fear of it. The black flag flew high in the sky showing that he was a pirate. Edward walked off the beach and onto the docks.