#dfndr

munday meme . // accepting .

have you ever roleplayed with someone that just left an unforgettable impression on you?

oh j e s u s. well, yes — 

there’s the DGM squad, a few oddballs i met in the transition of breaking out of a toxic partnership on tumblr. a handful of super talented individuals, good people with great minds, loving hearts and tons, tons, tons of talent in all sorts of ways; they are some great people i have known for several years now, and they are also some of my closer friends. truly a bunch of nerds i have shed tears with, laughed with and gotten frustrated with (all over DGM updates and whatnot). and of course that would be @bacon-of-hope , @prospere-risu // @bookmans-lavi & @softmarkbum . massive nerds. great dorks. i love these people to death.

then there’s @kiiruna . traumatized by dick; nah, but, yeah! we roleplayed way, way, way back on andrew, during his early years (and i know that she admired me prior to that WINKWINK winter is coming). meeting jonas was pretty unique to me, because he was written the way he was and he fell so naturally in order with andrew as a mate — they joked around, they bonded and they clicked all naturally together? it’s hard to explain? it’s a bit like the first day of school, you sit down because you don’t know a lot of people and then you are lucky enough to find someone you enjoy talking to. it was sort of like that? it was literally like that. two years later and i’m still writing with her, she has become one of my closest friends and we spent a lot of time online together, constantly writing, plotting or experimenting with oc ideas ! i really fell for jonas andres bertil lundgren, his captain, my captain and general teacher theme; jonas is the kind of teacher i want to work with, and yeah, that impression has stuck with me since day one. ilu, u loser

hc shit !!

        -- HC. he’s really good at drawing !! it’s a given since he sometimes sketches out some designs on whatever he’s going to try to make next, but mostly because he had nothing else to do as a kid. never one for words, he’d always draw out what he loved / adored at the moment-- in this case, his pokemon. there are still a shitton of ghastly sketches in his old room that he made as a kid, as well as zubat & shuppet drawings ( although not as much ). there are also drawings of other bat pokemon !! 

@dfndr

Why were everyone always so determined to go after the coat?The pattern to throw insults (some given as gentle suggestions wrapped in pleasant flowery words, other’s like Denzi’s - almost pleasantly blunt and straight to the point) at it had been there for ages, certainly for long enough in order for him to have picked up on it. Still, the officer clinged to the particular piece of clothing. Partly because he actually liked it (the coat had been through almost as much as he had; a strange reassurance that somehow, he had survived everything that had been thrown in his direction), but partly out of sheer defiance. Every time someone, more or less bluntly, told him that he ought to get rid of it, his determination to keep it only increased by a tenfold.

Besides. It made him look rather cool, or whatever the kids said these days, when it blew behind him in the wind.

“Hello, Denzi.” Cynthia had traveled to Sunyshore, invited herself into the gym, and was greeting its gym leader with a sweet tone and a practiced smile. To someone who only saw her through the media, she would look pleasant, even glad to see him. Which meant she was, of course, absolutely livid.