#deversaillesx

;n; i take it my ask didn’t go through?

send me a URL and i will talk about them

DARRY MY LOVE. that was quick wow but yes lemme tell you about darry. i’ve known darry for aaaages now, since her old account before avy and addy that i can’t remember per se because my memory is dead but i’ve adored her since the first time we spoke. she’s always always been kind and lovely and just gr9 to talk to.

PEOPLE WHO HAVE OCS FREAK ME OUT WITH HOW AMAZING THEY ARE like they build up these characters from the ground up and flesh them out and make them so. freaking. real. and i just??? it takes so much dedication and ingenuity and that’s exactly what darry has. in buckets and spades.

we really really need to talk and rp more gurl. damon x addy is OTP man. i know we had things planned out for them and i promise i’m going to try to reply to your starter over the next couple of days!! your writing is always fantastic to read and all the relationships you’ve built with addy and avy are proof of that.

                Tiny fingers clutched at the glass set in front of her as a cerulean gaze made it's way across the expanse of the room. She'd made plans to meet a few of her co-workers here at 10 in the evening, and it the clock was now reaching 10:45. 

                             Saska wasn't the least bit impressed, anyone who glanced her way would be able to see that much. An exasperated sigh fell from parted lips, her eyes falling upon a familiar-looking figure sitting along the opposite side of the bar. Adelaid?

                                             It had been almost a year since she'd last seen him (Back when she was still newly turned), and it only took her a moment to remember what their last conversation had been like. Her stomach gave a nervous sort of twist as she recalled how she'd finally gotten up the courage to ask him out to dinner, and how he had declined the invitation. It was a lot more mortifying at the time, that much was certain.

                                                              Emptying her glass, the she-wolf pushed off of her stool and easily made her way through the people requesting their drinks at the bar. It was him! All embarrassment ebbed away then, replaced by excitement at seeing him again.